Sugar Ray | Lyrics | Mean Machine

The only good thing that's creeping in the city
Elvis had fifty but this one's mine
Japanese cars, man, such a pity
AM radio suits me fine

Mean machine, mean machine
My daddy said, "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'"
Mean machine, mean machine
Brakes are good, tire's fair

Every now and then I drive just to get away
I'm eatin' up two lanes, I gotta find Sugar Ray
Can't stop now, gimme all your money
Sometimes I drive slow, sometimes I drive quick

Mean machine, mean machine
My daddy said, "Son, your gonna drive me to drinkin'
Mean machine, mean machine
My daddy said, "Son, your gonna drive me to drinkin'

Don't you dare mess with my mean machine
It's long and slick and olive green
Don't you dare mess with my mean machine
It's long and slick and olive green

Don't you dare mess with my mean machine
It's long and slick and olive green
A '68 Coupe is all I need
So don't you dare mess with my mean machine

Jesus saves, Domi shoots and scores
I'm with stupid, caught my finger in the door
I'm wookin' pa nub, like revenge of the nerds
But my ass it's a play on words

Mean machine, mean machine
My daddy said, "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'
Mean machine, mean machine
My daddy said, "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin'

Don't you dare mess with my mean machine
It's long and slick and olive green
Don't you dare mess with my mean machine
It's long and slick and olive green

Don't you dare mess with my mean machine
It's long and slick and olive green
A '68 Coupe is all I need
So don't ya dare mess with my mean machine

Don't f*** with it