There was one room in her house that was always kept locked.
It was the garage.
I don't want your love
Don't want your money
I just want the key to your Ferrari
Don't want your bed
I don't want your body
I just want the key to your Ferrari
I'm gonna rip it - shine it - rev it -
Scoot it - skid it - jam it -
Rev it - skip it - gun it -
Up and down the 101
Don't want your love
Don't want your money, girl
I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari.
And then...! And then I saw her...
She was a bright red '64 GTO
With fins and gills like some giant piranha fish,
Some obscene phallic symbol on wheels....
Little rivers of anticipation ran down my inseam
As I kicked those five hundred Italian horses into life
And left reality behind me:
Fifty, sixty, seventy miles an hour...OH!
My hand slipped inside the belt of my trousers
As we pa**ed eighty, ninety miles an hour...
And as we hit the magic hundred, I...
Yes, my love exploded all over her bright pink leather interior...
And at that moment, I thought of my mother.
Don't need no d**
Don't need no liquor
Said all I want is the key to your Ferrari
Your ruby lips - pa!
your perfect figure - eech!
I just want the key to your Ferrari
I'm gonna rev it - jam it - scram it -
Rip it - tear it - bare it -
Ram it - repair it - scoot it -
Up and down the 101
Don't want your love
Don't want your money, girl
I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari.
He's gonna rev it - scoot it - skid it -
Rip it - skip it - gun it -
Brake it - zoom it - vacuum it
Up and down the 101
Don't want your love
Don't want your money, girl
I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari
Oh, I just want the key to your Ferrari!
('Cause aliens ate my Buick.)