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Texty: W.A.S.P.. The Sting (Live). Helldorado.

I hear the motor running
Burning up the road
Tail pipes a-dragging
Fire in the smoke

And I say Hell yeah
I say Hell yeah
Ooh she's a monster
Take me on home

Ooh this ain't no joyride
Do you wanna go?
This ain't your daddy's Oldsmobile no

Take me to Hell
I'm going there
Hot rods to Hell
In Helldorado

Take me to Hell
I'm going where
Ooh the Devil's there
In Helldorado

I hear the beast a coming
To get another load
Of fire and brimstone
Do you wanna go?

And I say Hell yeah
I say Hell yeah
Ooh she's a monster
Rolling me on home

Ohh this ain't no joyride
No, no, ooh
Do we got a driver?
You bet your ass we do

Take me to Hell
I'm going there
Hot rods to Hell
In Helldorado

Take me to Hell
I'm going where
Ooh the Devil's there
In Helldorado

Tonight it's all over now
Ooh, hell's just one mile down the road
Ohh, goodbye it's all over now
My Helldorado's going home

Take me to Hell
I'm going there
Hot rods to Hell
In Helldorado

Take me to Hell
I'm going there
Hot rods to Hell
In Helldorado

Hot wheel's a turning
Screaming down the road
The tank's never empty
He fills it up with souls

I feel the flames a-burning
Do you wanna go?
But this ain't no joyride
Helldorado's going home

Take me to Hell
'Cause I'm going there
Hot rods to Hell
Helldorado

Take me to Hell
I'm going where
Ooh the Devil's there
In Helldorado

Take me to Hell
I'm going there
Hot rods to Hell
In Helldorado

Take me to Hell
I'm going where
Ooh the Devil's there
In Helldorado
Helldorado
Helldorado
Ohh Helldorado