Black Leather Stick

I’ve got the stick shift
You’ve got the nerve
I’ve got the stick shift
Here comes the curves
Black leather seats
Black leather pants
Black leather stick
Black leather dash
Above my finish
Above yours
Above my helmet
Above your breasts
C’mon baby
Ha, ha, ha
Faster
I don’t mind
I want to be five
I don’t mind
Oh, drive
Driver, roll up the window
Driver, close the curtain
(moaning)