He was afraid to come out of the locker

He was as nervous as he could be

He was afraid to come out of the locker

He was afraid that somebody would see

Two, three, four

Tell the people what's in store

It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, one pound antweight death machinie

That he drove for the first time today

It was an itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, one pound antweight death machinie

So, in the pits, he wanted to stay