The Mad Doctors – Transmission Impossible
Genre Rock, Surf, Surf Rock

LYRIC
Transmission Impossible

"It's a pleasant afternoon in June
Nell and his best girl, Farrah are enjoying the ride
Well, he's enjoying it, she's not too happy about the way he drives
He's got a good car and he likes to show what it can do
Hey! You're supposed to slow down for a school crossing!
Nell doesn't slow down for anything!"

Ears perked when I heard her revvin'
She pulled up in '67

Said: "Babe I ain't goin' far
Do you think that I can get a ride?"
She said: "Kid, man the fuck up now!
Are you sure you wanna be inside?"
Then I wеt myself

Eyes shaded by hеr aviators
Head bangin' like a radiator

My head was swimmin' from her fumes
Tongue tied like a fuckin' child
That girl's got me hypnotized!
They tell me: "Boy that chick is wild"
But I don't give a damn!

I'm in love with a motorhead
But she don't give a fuck 'bout
My friends tell me: "Run away!"
But I'm glued to her passenger seat
My head was swimmin' from her fumes
Tongue tied like a fuckin' child
That girl's got me hypnotized!
They tell me: "Boy that chick is wild"
But I don't give a damn!!
I don't give a damn!
But, I don't give a damn!
I don't give a damn!
Aaah!

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