Mickie James officially enters the Women's Royal Rumble Match: Exclusive, Jan. 8, 2018

Sexy young thing they call The Boss.
Poor girl acebo with the dual exhaust.

Chick can burn a rubber for half a block.
That ain't a quarter mile I ever logged.

Look at me! (look at me!)
I wanna be James Dean.

I'll be standing on the peddle.
Pushing it to the metal.
Listening to the devil.

Hold my shoulder.
I don't know where I'm heading.
But I bet tu I don't come in last.
If I'm going, I'm going fast.

93 got my first guitar.
Daddy knew the back door to every bar.
Well I learned my lesson way back then.
Break the rules I can't bend.

My soul shows! (my soul shows!)
Where música grows.

I'll be standing on the peddle....

Would tu like a little cream in your coffee?
Or tell me, do tu take your coffee black?
Would tu want me knocking on your front door?
Or would tu rather meet me round in back?

We could go out to the symphony.
Or just stay home, with the rock and roll in stones.

Whatever! Whatever!
I'm ready to do whatever turns tu on!

We could take a little drive out in the country.
Go round the world in just one afternoon.
We could make a little oscilación por the drive in.
Where I could feed tu ice cream with a spoon.

We could spend a día making memories.
Or half the night just talking on the phone.

Whatever! Whatever!
I'm...

Why is that man taking up my time
Breaking me down cause he's beggin' for a dime
Why don't he get a job


Why is that girl holdin' up the line
Don't she know I got somewhere to be
Got a busy life
Why don't she hurry up


Sometimes it feels like they're all against me
Standing in my way


What if these strangers are telling me something
Oh I gotta slow up I'm always in a rush
What if the strangers are really my lessons
And the little I have is gonna be enough
Maybe I should be thankful
And stop being so ungrateful
For all of these strangers
'Cause what if they're angels
What if they're ángeles from above...