Passive Restraints

Lyrics

[Verse 1] My father was Black, my mother was Decker Believe me my friend, it doesn't get any better Than rack and pinion reasoning, add a little seasoning Cook at ninety eight point six degrees [Verse 2] Let me be the bull, and you be the pen Such an easy way to glorify sin If I am a horse, you're a Venus in spurs Everything I have is yours, so take it [Verse 3] I come fully loaded with an option to buy I've got a stick shift disposition, a four wheel mind I'll give you endless mileage and unlimited speed Total satisfaction absolutely guaranteed [Verse 4] Oh, no Turbo boost libido and passive restraints And as of yet, I haven't heard even a single complaint Got the tools of the trade, a fuel injected heart Efficiency is beautiful, efficiency is art Can you dig it?