I'm out cruising in the desert.
It feels so f**ing great.
The coolest pleasure is to ride in
my mustang, my mustang 6854!
I'm running out of fuel.
I'm running out of gasoline.
My babe's in the backseat now, yeaaah
And I'm on the top of the world.
Four liters of whisky makes us neat,
when doubles our crops of feat.
I'm running out of fuel,
Oh, damn yeah! Oh, god yeah!
I'm running out of gas.
(x2)
I'm running out of fuel.
I'm running out of gas.
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
I'm running out of fuel,
Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
I'm running out of gas.
I'm running, running out of fuel.
I'm running, running out of gas.
I'm running, running out of fuel.
I'm running, oh!
I'm running, running out fuel, yeah!
Oh, I'm running, running out of gas, yeah.
Oh, I'm running.