Under My Wheels (Decline of Western Civilization)
	The telephone is ringing
	You got me on the run
	I'm driving in my car now
	Anticipating fun
	I'm driving right up to you, babe
	I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah
	But you under my wheels
	Why don't you let me be

	'Cause when you call me on the telephone
	Saying take me to the show
	And then I say, honey, I just can't go
	Old lady sends me packing leaving home

	The telephone is ringing
	You got me on the run
	I'm driving in my car now
	I got you under my wheels
	I got you under my wheels
	I got you under my wheels
	Yeah yeah
	I got you under my wheels
	Yeah yeah
	I got you under my wheels

	The telephone is ringing
	You got me on the run
	I'm driving in my car now
	Anticipating fun
	I'm driving right up to you, babe
	I guess you that couldn't see, yeah yeah
	But you was under my wheels, honey
	Why don't you let me be, yeah yeah
	I got you under my wheels
	I got you under my wheels
	I got you under my wheels
	Yeah yeah

	We're gonna drive down to LA
	We're gonna watch the young girls play
	Because I want you
	Because he wants you


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