I want an open road, stress factor overload Two times the highest speed, full gas is all I need Head out and just let go, it's everything but slow Noone can follow me, in my suped up 383 I'm hooked on speed, that is what I need And I guess that is pretty ironic Cuz I wanna be faster than fast and supersonic I tear it up cuz I can't stop I'm gonna break the rear end loose when I move it And I told you so, I'm supersonic I want a fuller tank, more money in the bank I want to stay soulfree, more guns to protect me Full throttle sonic boom, I want more petrol fume B-body rocketeer, I just want to disappear I'm hooked on speed, that is what I need And I guess that is pretty ironic Cuz I wanna be faster than fast and supersonic I tear it up cuz I can't stop I'm gonna break the rear end loose when I move it And I told you so, I'm supersonic Still I could use more zap, I don't want to slo-mo crap I'm gonna go for a 440, I can't see how that could bore me Hot action burning wheels, puke up your latest meals Alone without a care, hitting speeds you wouldn't dare