Under My Wheels [The Decline of Western Civilization Part II: The Metal Years]

The telephone is ringing

You got me on the run

I'm driving in my car now

Anticipating fun

I'm driving right up to you, babe

I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah

But you were under my wheels honey

Why don't you let me be

'Cause when you call me on the telephone

Saying take me to the show

And then I say, honey, I just can't go

Old lady's sick and I can't leave her home

The telephone is ringing

You got me on the run

I'm driving in my car now

I got you under my wheels

I got you under my wheels

I got you under my wheels

Yeah yeah

I got you under my wheels

Yeah yeah

I got you under my wheels

The telephone is ringing

You got me on the run

I'm driving in my car now

Anticipating fun

I'm driving right up to you, babe

I guess you that couldn't see, yeah yeah

But you was under my wheels, honey

Why don't you let me be, yeah yeah

I got you under my wheels

I got you under my wheels

I got you under my wheels

Yeah yeah