Текст песни Gremlin With Mags

I got a Gremlin with mag wheels, Baby It's the bitchinest car And with a couple of bucks for gas We could go real far Come cruisin' with me, Honey Forever would be nice I got Fun Fur on the dashboard And some fuzzy dice I got a Gremlin with mag wheels, Baby It's the baddest of wheels Put your hands on the chain-link steering wheel And see how it feels Come cruisin' with me, Honey It's such a great release I got some cigarettes And an 8-track tape of Grease This existential misery All our yesterdays do light Fools the way to dusky death So Out ! Out ! Long red light ! Come cruisin' with me , Honey We'll go wherever we wanna go And if we're lucky They'll play some Journey on the radio. . .