[Verse 1] Dragging old Mustang '69 Top dropped back and looking fine Working the groove, backing up with Scotch Looking like Sir Lancelot [Chorus] What it is, brother? What it is, kid? Rock it like a mother What it is? [Verse 2] Looking to sway by the evening shade But I am not ready to behave And that isn't bad on the other hand Detroit rocks like the Rio Grande [Chorus] [Outro] What it is? What it is?[x3]
