Ten tons, built from a semi
Black bubbles, ten to a side
Not to mention the picture windows
Or the domes that track in their slides
And the chrome, bright as the sunrise
Air-brushing finished in Rome
So porno, authorities banned it
Rated X from Bangor to Nome
Yankee Wheels
Frye boot rootie-toots in their jeans
Wanna drive to Scottsdale get some
Buzzed-out little creamy creamy queens
Mink rugs, the panels are silken
Ming paintings to ravish the eye
At 80, the insidе’s as quiet
As a weaving virgin’s sigh
But when a tapе gets pushed in the player
Sounds roar at so many dBs
All the cities next to the freeway
Blow their stones to the harmonies
Yankee Wheels...