Hot Wheels

words and music by W. Scott Snyder 1998

Hot Wheeeeeelllss...

Hot Wheeeeeelllss...

Hot Wheeeeeelllss...

G

I get up in the mornin' and I get in my car

I drive real fast and I drive real far

C

My car is super-charged, but it don't pollute

G

You oughta see me screamin' by and pop my parachute

D

Once you get started there's no turnin' back

Bb F C D

Doin' a hundred miles an hour down a bright orange track

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G

(Hot Wheels...)

Now I'm ready to go

C

(Hot Wheels...)

Ain't no such thing as slow

G

(Hot Wheels...)

Purple clamp on the table and I'm ready to zoom

Bb F C D G

Like lightnin' down the hallway to my bedroom

I've crashed so many times that I oughta be dead

And I've got a hundred other cars parked under my bed

I got the Snake and the Mongoose and the Red Baron, too

And I've got miles if track running all over the room

I got the Woody with the surfboards and the Little Deuce Coupe

I love to run 'em real fast and hit that loop-de-loop

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(Break)

Now I am a grown up and I own just one car

I don't drive very fast and I don't go very far

My car's a station wagon, a dirty, dingy brown

But it gets me where I'm goin' when I drive around the town

Some days how I wish that I could go back

And do a hundred miles an hour down a bright orange track

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