Lyrics:
Mechanic robotic, my coupe is a Audi (woo)
The energy is taking over my body (whoa)
When I step in the party, I start a riot
I'm not worried 'bout it,
you been introduced to a douche
I guess you said fuck footloose, and got pussy-loose
No juice, you should of dried up, like a prune-a
Mister mechanic
Or the mechanic who fixed the wagon
Or the gardener who dug the well
Or the Italian riding instructor
Or the man on the Carousel
Or the out of work actor in
dick
And she caught seat lock i meant that
Why should I joke?
Take notes to these lyrics I wrote
Somebody call a mechanic
Man these niggas broke
Woah,
in
Long time me see you inna me dreams
And me want yuh fi drop it
Down low and dip and repeat
Cau ain't no body like your body
Like a mechanic me
not the gang, we don't kick it or punt it
Just bought the Wraith and I wrapped it
Titanic
Look at the numbers, mechanics ain't frontin'
I came from
said, "Father, mother, sister, brother,
Uncle, aunt, nephew, niece,
Soldier, sailor, physician, labourer,
Actor, scientist, mechanic, priest
Earth
I'ma leave you this jewel
Even mechanics walk around with they tools
It's the Militia
of lyricists, rhymes coordinating
Einstein of lyrics, mad psychopath
Rather listen to the Trag on your phonograph
Original Asiatic, rhymatical mechanic
Jettin
We are not afraid to love, but no new ideas
You almost get used to such things you know.
The mechanics on the phone again, we break down.
The others
Oh, to speak on one's feet
To beat on one's brain
The popular mechanics are at it again
A tenement filled with side-show freaks
Assembled
And a manic mechanic on cars
It's nice work if you can get it, now who the hell said it?
I got money to spend on my gal
But the work never stops, and I'll be
buy you cologne
You want axle grease
YOu say get a mechanic
I say get a shrink
I need promises
You want Motor Trend
Our love needs an overhaul
Hooray for Hollywood
That screwy ballyhooey Hollywood
Where any office boy or young mechanic can be a panic
With just a good looking pan
And any
don't believe in you
We're specialized mechanics in repairing the bitch
You bounce around my head
You say it's a little but I'm sure it's ok
mechanic and astrophysicians
We got a cosmologist and cosmeticians
We got an astronaut, we got an astroboy
We got he-doctors, she-doctors
Knee doctors,
driver, a soldier an' a mechanic.
He was also a friend to everybody he ever met.
Ray taught me the value of Faith an' family,
The American flag, hard
I had a good home but I left
I had a good home but I left, right, left
That big fucking bomb made me deaf, deaf
A Humvee mechanic put his Kevlar
That's Yo.."
life and time of a scientist
Buggin stance like a praying mantis
Showing size mentally gigantic, best mechanic
[Chorus]
The Bridge,
want you
I want you too
Wait, stop
Almost ready
Ready
Pleasure machine
Fuck mechanic
I want you
I want you too
I want you
I want you too
I want you
I
like mechanic (ha-ha-ha)
On Planet Drool with Lava Girl, you know we doin' damage (okay)
Okay, sauced up
Matter fact, Black Clover, bitch, I'm
who?
Twin-turbo 911 make it vroom vroom
We in all black, my mechanic, make the tool move
Say you sip lean, yeah, I do too
I ain't tryna hit your cup,
closed in for the capture
I funneled the fear through my ancient eyes
To see in flight, what I know are the bitter mechanics of life
Under my hat it
me that you're so hurt (so hurt)
You're insinuations are screaming to me
That you're really hurt (so hurt)
I want to be your mechanic and fix
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