Catalytic Converter

Clutch control has left me cold
On single-track or open road.
And those things do escape my notice unless I'm trying hard to focus.

Rear-view mirrors are a waste of time
'Cause I don't believe in hindsight.
And when the past is over.
They make me look over my shoulder

The answer to the question on your lips;
Is yes,
I can handle the stick.

Fast cars are not my thing.
And now I regret letting in
That old faced gentleman who only took me for spin.
Next time I will try to judge it better.

Clutch control has left me cold
On single-track or open road.
And those things do escape my notice unless I'm trying hard to focus.

Rear-view mirrors are a waste of time
'Cause I don't believe in hindsight.
And when the past is over.
They make me look over my shoulder

The answer to the question on your lips;
Is yes,
I can handle the stick.

Fast cars are not my thing.
And now I regret letting in
That old faced gentleman who only took me for a spin.
Next time I will try to judge it better.

You're my, you, you're my;
You're my, you're my spark plug.

You're my, you, you're my;
You're my accelerator.

And you're my, you, you're my;
You're my catalytic converter.

You're my, you, you're my;
You're my, you're my spark plug.

You're my, you, you're my;
You're my accelerator.

And you're my, you, you're my;
You're my catalytic converter.

Fast cars are not my thing.
And now I regret letting in
That old faced gentleman who only took me for a spin.

Fast cars are not my thing.
And now I regret letting in
That old faced gentleman who only took me for a spin.
Next time I will try,
Next time I will try,
Next time I will try to judge it better.