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