The telephone is ringing, you got me on the run
I’m driving in my car now, anticipating fun
I’m driving right up to you, babe
I guess that you couldn’t see, yeah, yeah
But you under my wheels honey,
why don’t you let me be?
‘Cause when you call me on the telephone saying
«Take me to the show»
And then I say, «Honey, I just can’t go
Old lady sick and I can’t leave her home»
Telephone is ringing, you got me on the run now
I’m driving in my car now, I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels, I got you under my wheels
Got you under my wheels yeah, yeah
I got you under my wheels
Telephone is ringing, you got me on the run now
I’m driving in my car now, anticipating fun
I’m driving right up to you, babe
I guess that you couldn’t see, yeah, yeah yeah
But you was under my wheels, honey
Why don’t you let me be? Yeah yeah
Got you under my wheels yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels, wheels, wheels
Got you, got you, got you
Got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
Wheels
Wheels
Wheels