Motor - Bitch Magnet

My motor

Feel it burn

My engine

You hear it sing

'Cause I’m the jack and I’m the king

I’m the jack and I’m the king

He’s a little bent, and he’s a little stink

There’s something missing

Sits there on his lap, as he races 'round the track

Inching his pit of bliss

He’s king gasoline, his hands stinking of Vaseline

'Cause I’m the jack and I’m the king!

'Cause I’m the jack and I’m the king!