It's so easy, but I can't do it So risky, but I gotta chance it It's so funny, there's nothing to laugh about My money, that's all you wanna talk about I can see what you want me to be But I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods Whoa, whoa, la-la-la, whoa I can see what you want me to be But I'm no fool No beginning, there's no ending There's no meaning in my pretending Believe me, life goes on and on and Forgive me when I ask you, "Where do I belong?" You say, "I (you can do it) can't (you can do it)" "(You can go and set him free) Set you free from me" But that's not true It's in the lap of the Gods Whoa, whoa, la-la-la, whoa I can see what you want me to be But I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods Whoa, whoa, la-la-la, whoa Whoa, whoa, la-la, wah-wah, ooh But that's not true It's in the lap of the Gods Whoa, whoa, la-la-la, whoa Whoa, whoa, la-la, wah, wah, ooh But I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods Whoa, whoa, la-la-la, whoa Whoa, whoa, la-la, wah-wah, ooh It's in the lap of the Gods Whoa, whoa, la-la-la, whoa Whoa, whoa, la-la, wah-wah, ooh But I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods Whoa, whoa, la-la-la, whoa Whoa, whoa, la-la, wah-wah, ooh

I went around the world till I found the right spot. It was ultra sweet and just a little bit hot. Dippin' low in the lap of luxury. Dippin' low in the lap of luxury. Now if you get down there you'll be doin' it right. Yeah, once you got it you better hold on tight. Dippin' low in the lap of luxury. Dippin' low in the lap of luxury. Now if you wanna break down I'll hold my head up high. I'm a good mechanic, I'll go over you in style. Dippin low in the lap of luxury. Dippin low in the lap of luxury. - Billy Gibbons, Dusty Hill & Frank Beard

The machine of a dream Such a clean machine With the pistons a pumpin' And the hubcaps all gleam When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear With my hand on your grease gun Ooh, it's like a disease, son I'm in love with my car Got a feel for my automobile Get a grip on my boy-racer Rollbar Such a thrill when your radials squeal Told my girl I'd have to forget her Rather buy me a new carburetor So, she made tracks, saying "This is the end now" "Cars don't talk back" "They're just four-wheeled friends, now" When I'm holding your wheel All I hear is your gear When I'm cruisin' in overdrive Don't have to listen To no run-of-the-mill talk jive I'm in love with my car (In love with my car, in love with my car) Got a feel for my automobile I'm in love with my car (In love with my car, in love with my car) String back gloves in my automo-love

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah You're taking all my sunshine away Making out like you're the main line (I knew that) 'Cause you're a cool cat Tapping on the toe with a new hat Ooh, just cruising Driving along with the swing king Feeling the beat of my heart Feeling the beat of my heart Ooh, you're a cool cat Coming on strong with all the chit chat Ooh, you're alright Hanging out and stealing all the limelight Messing with the beat of my heart Ooh, messing with the beat of my heart, yeah You used to be a mean kid Ooh, making such a deal of life Ooh, you were wishing and hoping And waiting to really hit the big time But did it happen, happen? No, you're speeding to fast, slow down Slow down, you'd better slow down, slow down You really know how to set the mood And you really get inside the groove Cool cat Tapping on the toe with a new hat Ooh, just cruising Driving along like the swing king Feeling the beat of my heart Feeling the beat of my heart, yeah Feeling the beat of my heart Can you feel it? Feeling the beat of my heart, yeah, yeah Feeling the beat of my heart Ooh, ooh, feeling, feeling Feeling ev'ry feeling