Crazy Curly, that's how we call him
He's kind of tall, smart & good - looking
He rises early when skys are still dim
To work on motors & fill the oil bun
Engine Beast, engine beast
The car he wants must have the speed of lightning
He loves his work but hates the cars
They're all too slow & much too small
Roaring engines & dragster bikes
Booze & women, that's what he likes
Engine Beast, engine beast
The car he wants must have the speed of lightning
Crazy Curly, he's one of a kind
He's also nuts but we don't mind
Don't you get in his way when he's out to fight
'Cause when he's finished you won't look too bright
Engine Beast, engine beast
The car he wants must have the speed of lightning
We don't wanna say he's an aggressive dude
If you step on his toes you might be food
It may all sound rough but the guy is OK
We know him as a friend & we like him anyway
Engine Beast, engine beast
The car he wants must have the speed of lightning
