Speed Demon

Gentlemen start your engines

Get ready, set, and let’s go

There’s somewhere she has to be

And she’ll go fast as she can go

It takes an hour to get there

But she can make it in thirty

It’s past the time she should’ve left

But that was just way too early

Don’t you get in that fast lane

Unless you’re planning to pass

She’ll be riding your bumper

Like she’s growing on your…butt

She’s a little speed demon

Flying down the interstate

Trying to make up for lost time

Because she left home too late

The speed limit says seventy

But we’re doing one oh five

You know we’ll get there early

If we make it there alive

Does she ever get a ticket

Well you know she’s had a few

Normally she gets a warning

When she flashes her baby blues

She’s a little speed demon

Flying down the interstate

She zips through upcoming traffic

Back and forth and left to right

You know she doesn’t tap those brakes

Unless there’s a cop in sight

As she passes the slow pokes

Who chose to do the speed limit

She gives each one a piercing stare

As she flys by like a bullet

If you go anywhere with her

I hope you have what it takes

Your life will flash before your eyes

As you hit imaginary brakes

She’s a little speed demon

Flying down the interstate

Trying to make up for lost time

Because she left home too late

The speed limit says seventy

But we’re doing one oh five

You know we’ll get there early

If we make it there alive

Does she ever get a ticket

Well you know she’s had a few

Normally she gets a warning

When she flashes her baby blues

She’s a little speed demon

Flying down the interstate

We lost our guardian angel

You talk about some bad luck

I feel better when he’s with us

But he just couldn’t keep up

She’s a little speed demon

Flying down the interstate

Trying to make up for lost time

Because she left home too late

The speed limit says seventy

But we’re doing one oh five

You know we’ll get there early

If we make it there alive

Does she ever get a ticket

Well you know she’s had a few

Normally she gets a warning

When she flashes her baby blues

She’s a little speed demon

Flying down the interstate

Those posted speed limit signs

Well they’re more like suggestions

It’s like she’s in a NASCR race

Even when there’s congestion

She’s a little speed demon

Flying down the interstate

Trying to make up for lost time

Because she left home too late

The speed limit says seventy

But we’re doing one oh five

You know we’ll get there early

If we make it there alive

Does she ever get a ticket

Well you know she’s had a few

Normally she gets a warning

When she flashes her baby blues

She’s a little speed demon

Flying down the interstate