I’m trying to pass?br> A fat bastard
In a silver Porsche
Polished and waxed
He don’t drive like a man
Fifty in the passing lane
Like an old lady
Just give me a reason
To hit you hard
I’m the king of the road
God is in my car
Teenage bitches
Blaring crap
Out the window of an SUV
Noise pollution
Makes me mad
I could roll them so easily
Just give me a reason
To hit you hard
I’m the king of the road
God is in my car
Just give me a reason
To gun it
Any old reason
Satisfaction
I can’t wait
For the market to crash
Executive soaks
In a girly bath
Sucking up all day
Took his brain away
I’m the king of the road
Get out of my way
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