Well I have a Saturday night drive in a subway train
A lot of speed inside my brain,
Shakin', breakin' it loose
The best that I can do,
I gotta get out, gotta get out now
I wanna hear my wheels scream and shout,
Get out of the subway
Get my wheels on the street, And start motorvatin'

Runnin all alone in a lowdown street,
Just a searching for my medicine
And a little satisfaction from a woman, Is all I need

I gotta pull myself together,
Hey hey hey, hear me say
I gotta drive right into the fire,
And I'm burnin', burnin' burnin'
I'm motorvatin'

I've got skin thight jeans and high heel shoes,
A leather jacket and nothing to lose
Gotta rock the nation, down the filling station
Don't try to get a ride in my Cadillac,
You don't look good enough for that

Sure I am a loner but I'm never alone, I get by on my own

We've gotta pull ourselves together,
Hey hey hey, that's what I say
We've gotta pull ourselves together,
Hey hey hey, now hear me say
We've got to drive right into the fire,
And start burning, burning, burning
We're motorvatin', We're motorvatin'

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ANTTI HULKKO, MICHAEL MONROE