Ah, hey Siftin' through the golden trash Ain't got no pocket cash No half-ass man-hole traps for a cowboy Get in, bitch, you walk bitter stiff Screechin' wheels of calm Hear the brake drums scream Black smoke rings and smiling scars In the womb of muscle cars ♪ Won't you be my Valentine? Making that chrome shine Won't you be my Valentine? ♪ You got some new teeth Got some new fuckin' silver hair Like any other person, check yourself in the cracked mirror Got a new place, a new ride With that look in your face you can't hide Got some new friends, some new foes That pigment is starting to show ♪ Won't you be my Valentine? Making that chrome shine Won't you be my Valentine? ♪ Every sideway Every sideway Every sideway Every sideway