Like a car
The only thing stopping it
Is the petrol
But you'll always find a way to fuel it up
By buttering me up
You'll keep going
You'll keep asking
You'll keep reving me
Up and down
You'll keep popping me out and out
I aint a car
This aint what i am used to
You keep pouring petrol
Someday you'll see your engine up in a flame
But on you you'll never put the blame