One Beastly Engine

February 25, 2010
With a V-8, I can’t begin to state
The power you feel
Tires start to squeal
The smoke starts to pour
You blow off their doors
The headers rumble
The ricers start to crumble
Sure it’s just a 305
But I know how drive
It’s American muscle at its best
You don’t want to mess
With the best
Be it a 440 six pack or a stock 350
You can’t resist me with my true duals
If you aint got duals you’re a fool
You hear that baby roar
You’ll hit the floor
It’s like a scene out of American Graffiti
You want to be me
Cruising and listening to Alan Jackson
You’re going to have fun
Whether it comes in a truck, car or a van
You will be the man

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Milo! said...
Mar. 12, 2010 at 4:02 pm
I really love this. I really like how everyone can relate to this. I hope you keep writing, because this is great. You should check out some of my stuff. I think you would like it.
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