Twin Exhausted (intro) Songtext
von Ian Gillan Band

I like a Studebaker waiting
Layin′ sittin' on the highway ground
When it′s early in the morning
I can put my foot right down
If the wheels keep spinnin'
Baby, I'll be winnin′
Ready and lyin′ when it drives me in

Got a Buick that can do it
With the wide seat in the rear
With a woman on my arm
And a cold six-pack of beer
If the wheels keep turnin'
Baby, I′ll be yearnin'
Bommin′ away with the back tires burnin'

Twin exhaust, ecstasy
My second wife is tired of me
But when she gets on my back
I′ll be back to the track
Wheelin' free, wheelin' free


Barracuda, you are ruder
Than a long-legged bitch I know
With my hands on your speed
I can feel your body lettin′ go
And I′m always dreamin'
About the back tires screamin′
Down to your toes and away she blows

Twin exhaust, ecstasy
My second wife is tired of me
But when she gets on my back
I'll be back to the track
Wheelin′ free, wheelin' free

Got a Buick that can do it
With the wide seat in the rear
Got a woman on my arm
And a cold six-pack of beer
If the wheels keep turnin′
Ooh, baby, I'll be yearnin'
Bommin′ away with the back tires burnin′

Twin exhaust, ecstasy
My second wife is tired of me
But when she gets on my back
I'll be back to the track
Wheelin′ free, wheelin' free


Barracuda, you are ruder
Than a long-legged bitch I know
With my hands on your speed
I can feel your body lettin′ go
And I'm always dreamin′
About the back tires screamin'
Down to your toes and away she blows