When I Was A Baby My Mum And My Dad
Said Slow Down Son You're Crawling Too Fast
I Had Skinned Up Knees And Bumps On My Head
Well I Couldn't Talk Then But If I Could I'd Have Said

I Was Built For Speed I Was Born To Run
I Get Chills When They Fire Off That Starter's Gun
Keep Your Rocking Chair And Your Tranquility
I Wasn't Built For Comfort I Was Built For Speed

Well That Car Lot Man Said I've Got A Deal For You
It's Got Air Con, Cushy Seats And Rides Real Smooth
Well I Told Him I Don't Care If The Saddle Looks Good
'Cause It's All About Them Horses Underneath The Hood

In A Hundred Years From Now When My Body Gives Out
I Won't Have No Nursemaid Wheeling Me Around
I'll Take A Chrome Harley Motor And I'll Bolt It To My Chair
And I'll Lay A Strip Of Rubber Up Those Pearly White Stairs