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The Trashmen

My Woodie

 

My Woodie


Well if you ever go down to where the big cars go
Well you can ask anybody 'cause they all know
That there's one wild woodie that's really mean
She's a roller cam huffer blown fuelie machine
She's big, big, she's bad, bad, my woodie
She's a full out scavenger with racing slicks
And when I'm lighting the skins I really get my kicks
Uh well she's chopped and a'channeled and she's stroked and bored
A big rubber daddy with a four on the floor
She's big, big, she's bad, bad, my woodie
A roller cam huffer blown fuelie machine
That really wails coming out of the gate
I can hit second gear while you're still laying rubber
And buddy by that time it's too late
So you better think twice cause your wasting my time
When you come around messing with that woodie of mine
'Cause she'll walk right over those bennie soups
The Stingrays, Caddies and the little deuce coupes
She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie
She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie
She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie
She's big, big, bad, bad, my woodie

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