Waits all day for the Sun to dim his brights   Face shinin' amber in the radio lights   It's all that he needs to see   Fire ignites when he turns the key      Wonder what it could be like   Just look then he's gone   Pay attention and you might   See just how he makes sparks fly      Hands on the wheel, he's a permanent fixture   Reads hot rod mags like Holy Scripture   He ignores the brake pedal like step-daddy's child   Feel him pushing on the gas like a motherless wife      Wonder what it could be like   Just look then he's gone   Pay attention and you might   See just how he makes sparks fly      While you're trying to think of   Why you never could become   Things you dreamed of   Hot night sky he watch sparks fly      Highway birds, sunrise, paradise   Cinderella's morning appetite   Squintin' his eyes and the driver kills his lights   Ignites his stash, he's a Plymouth Satellite      Wonder what it could be like   Just look then he's gone   Pay attention and you might   See just how he makes sparks fly      While you're trying to think of   Why you never could become,   Things you dreamed of   Hot night sky he watch sparks fly      Wonder what it could be like'   Just look then he's gone'   Pay attention and you might   See just how he makes sparks fly      While you're trying to think of   Why you never could become   Things you dreamed of   Hot night sky he watch sparks   Hot night sky he watch sparks fly