Waits all day for the Sun to dim his brights

Face shinin' amber in the radio lights

It's all that he needs to see

Fire ignites when he turns the key



Wonder what it could be like

Just look then he's gone

Pay attention and you might

See just how he makes sparks fly



Hands on the wheel, he's a permanent fixture

Reads hot rod mags like Holy Scripture

He ignores the brake pedal like step-daddy's child

Feel him pushing on the gas like a motherless wife



Wonder what it could be like

Just look then he's gone

Pay attention and you might

See just how he makes sparks fly



While you're trying to think of

Why you never could become

Things you dreamed of

Hot night sky he watch sparks fly



Highway birds, sunrise, paradise

Cinderella's morning appetite

Squintin' his eyes and the driver kills his lights

Ignites his stash, he's a Plymouth Satellite



Wonder what it could be like

Just look then he's gone

Pay attention and you might

See just how he makes sparks fly



While you're trying to think of

Why you never could become,

Things you dreamed of

Hot night sky he watch sparks fly



Wonder what it could be like'

Just look then he's gone'

Pay attention and you might

See just how he makes sparks fly



While you're trying to think of

Why you never could become

Things you dreamed of

Hot night sky he watch sparks

Hot night sky he watch sparks fly