(mick ralphs)
When I feel so down, like a worn out shoe
Gotta grease my wheels, turn around and crawl to you
And you turn me on, like you did before
But it wont be long youll be running through the door
Lovin you is hard enough, lovin you is strange
Burnin up my days and nights, lock me up in chains
Then you cast your spell on me, I hear rocknroll
Keeps my motor runnin cool, rollin down the road
Im a cadillac, Im just holding back
All the speed inside just to let me ride you through
Youre a thunderbird cruisin round my heart
But dont push your luck, I dont always play my part
Lovin you is hard enough, lovin you is strange
Burnin up my days and nights, lock me up in chains
Then you cast your spell on me, I hear rocknroll
Keeps my motor runnin cool, rollin down the road
You know Im not for sale, Im just here for fun
Call me up sometime, try and catch me on the run...

