Wheels of Steel - L.A. Guns

When my foot’s on the throttle, there’s no looking back

I leave my motor tickin' over when she’s parked on the track

I’ve got a '68 Chevy with pipes on the side

You know she’s my idea of beauty and that’s what I drive

She’s got wheels

Wheels of steel

She’s got

Wheels of steel

Wheels of steel

Talkin' 'bout my wheels of steel

I don’t take no jibe from no motorway pigs

When I’m cruisin' down the freeway, I don’t give no lifts

If you see me comin', get out of my way

You know a Trans-Am didn’t, I blew it away

She’s got wheels

Wheels of steel

She’s got

Wheels of steel

Wheels of steel

My-my-my, my wheels of steel

I’m burning aviation fuel, my foot’s to the floor

You know she’s cruisin' 140, she’ll do even more

I’m burnin' solid rubber, I don’t take no bull

'Cause my wheels of steel are rollin', they’re rollin' your way

She’s got wheels

Wheels of steel

Wheels of steel

My-my-my, wheels of steel

Wheels of steel

Talkin' 'bout my wheels of steel

I’m burning aviation fuel, my foot’s to the floor

You know she’s cruisin' 140, said she’ll do even more

I’m burnin' solid rubber, I don’t take no bull… shit

'Cause my wheels of steel are rollin', if you’re comin', come quick

She’s got wheels

Wheels of steel

She’s got

Wheels of steel

My-my-my wheels of steel

Wheels of steel

Talkin' 'bout my wheels of steel

Wheels of steel

Wheels of steel

My, my wheels of steel

Oh, yeah, wheels of steel

Oh, yeah, wheels of steel

Oh, yeah, wheels of steel

Oh, yeah, wheels of steel

Oh, yeah, wheels of steel

Oh, yeah, wheels of steel

Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah, haha

Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah

Oh, yeah!