High Test Love Lyrics

You're like an old corvette that just won't start
You got a beautiful body and a cold, cold heart
I wanna find your key, get inside
Turn you on, take you out for ride
Chorus:

I need a blow torch to melt you
I got a wrench in my hand to fan belt you
A crowbar for the lips, that I'm gonna kiss
Just as soon as I can turn you around
You're a work of art, but not for display
You say you wanna cruise, honey that's ok
You don't need repair, just tender care
So here's a gallon of High Test Love
Verse :

I got my pair of pliars and my philips head
I wanna tune you up, you're acting half dead
With my hands on your wheel, you can't turn me down
All four tires won't touch the ground
Repeat Chorus
START YOU ENGINES TEAR DOWN THE TRACK ON AN OPEN ROAD WE AINT NEVER COMING BACK

HEY SUGAR COME OVER HEAR LET ME GET A HOLD OF YOU I WANNA TURN YOU EVERY WICH WAY BUT LOOSE