There’s no key in the ignition,
But we’re determined to hotwire
This car, even if we should
Know better.
In our defense, we’ve got plenty
Of sparks to start up this engine.
Why should we fight it?
Plus, we’ve got more than enough
Fuel in the gas tank to last us
All night.
Suddenly, we’re stuck in the heat
Of the moment.
No turning back now.
We’ve got no other choice,
So we to put the pedal to the medal.
We only hope, once it’s over,
We can pretend like it never happened.
For now, we’ll just breathe in
These toxic fumes because
We’re convinced we know
What’s best for us.
You see, we keep playing these games
Until we get caught
(And we always will).