Car Theft

Drivin' away in my automobile, taking a corner a little too fast chuckling loudly about the great deal 300 horses oh what a sweet blast. Coppers are hanging on to my tail, ought to be chasin' the crooks in town, planting my foot, stay out of jail what's going up surely comes down. God gave me this Daimler Benz ain't my corned beef if laws of the land do not conform, I have great friends, up there in heaven where Jesus blends fuel made for racing, sends it to me nothing they have will keep up the pace. I will prevail, be homebound for tea pigs of the world, give up your chase. Drivin' away in my automobile writing my laws as I want them to read, no one but I would know how to steal modern fast cars, it's a definite need.