Feels like driving a throne
Immaculate leather and chrome
Leaving sparks on the chrome
Where it drags on the road
I remember some story you told
With the street lights starting to glow
And the show runner's late to the set
And the starlet's sharing his bed
And the ceiling's starting to sweat
There in a red Subaru, yeah
Immaculate leather and chrome
And you're wearing that shirt that you stole
Said my US president fucks
With history down a trunk
And Bill doesn't blow his saxophone
On daytime shows any more
And I'm not really quite sure
And the show runner's late to the set
And the starlet's sharing his bed
And the ceiling's starting to sweat
There in a red Subaru, yeah
Immaculate leather and chrome
And the Shaolin's king of the road
Immaculate leather and chrome
Unrivalled king of the road
Immaculate leather and chrome