This How I Do

There's an old Trans-Am in the back alley, 

With flat tires and no guts.

I know the radio works, 

Because I keep a battery hooked up.

I settle in and reach back, 

Behind the seat I got a bottle stashed.

I box the cap, tip it back, 

Feel like takin' the night out like that.



Sometimes I find myself losin' my mind.

I know I'm a better man with you by my side.

But there's day I just wanna feel like I've got, 

A rocket on a wing, and a rabbit on my wheel.



There's a speed way in Daytona Beach, 

Where the crowd roars, and the tires screech.

And I might have had a piece of that history, 

Instead I got my kicks on a city street.

Travelling at high speeds, the tight squeeze, the victories.

Given the choice, I couldn't sop, 

Do I ride the heavens or let it drop?



Sometimes I find myself losin' my mind.

I know I'm a better man with you by my side.

But there's days I just wanna feel like I've got, 

A rocket on my wing, and a rabbit on my wheel.



There's a beautiful woman and a baby girl, 

That keep me out of trouble in this crazy world.

How I found her, I don't know, 

But I'm hanging on, because she's pure gold.

And it's tempting, believe me, 

To put an engine in that old '73.

But I'm sure it would cost my life, 

So I straighten up, and fly right.



Sometimes I find myself losin' my mind.

I know I'm a better man with you by my side.

But there's days I just wanna feel like I've got, 

A rocket on my wing, and a rabbit on my wheel.



I've got a rabbit on my wheel... 

I've got a rabbit on my wheel...