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Here I come in my fifty seven,She's a real low rider paint perfectionWith a custom engine painted black with flamesAin't nobody gonna call that hot rod tameOoh Ooh Ooh OohV eight engine with the fuel injectionTwo eight three, that's my ounce of perfectionGet that rod out when it's very lateHaven't got a round to getting license platesOoh Ooh Ooh OohWell I'm cruising low and I'm cruising mean,Well I'm cruising slow in my dream machineYou're my hot rod mamaAnd you're really built for speedWhen I reach that final destinationI will drive your car and leave you compensationWith a little reeling and a lot of rockin'You're my hot rod mama in your fishnet stockingsOoh Ooh Ooh OohWell I'm cruising low and I'm cruising mean,Well I'm cruising slow in my dream machineYou're my hot rod mamaAnd you're really built for speedYou're built for speed, You're built for speed... From Letras Mania