(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
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
Smile lyrics

Peaches and cream, where have you been?
Did you know I've been wai
 seasoning
Cook at ninety eight point six degrees
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
Cut Number 7 lyrics


I wrote a song 
That everyone loved 
With an acoustic guitar 
And a rhyming thes
it
I come fully loaded with an option to buy
I've got a stick shift disposition and a four wheel mind
I'll give you endless mileage and unlimited speed
Total satisfaction absolutely guaranteed
Turb
I Don't Even Know Your Name lyrics

(Raul Malo, Robert Reynolds, Jerry Dale McFadden, Nick Kane, Paul 
 boost libido and passive restraints
And as of yet I haven't heard even a single complaint
I've got the tools of the trade and a fuel injected heart
Efficiency is beautiful, efficiency is art