Joe by the Book

In a tail spin, with the mistress of the black top Drew, my god Who'd you fool to borrow this race car I can��t get it to start again There's a pigeon in the fan Would you lend me a hand Push it up to Shamrocks And have Joe take a look They call him Joe by the book And I trust him He fixed my grandma's Cadillac She threw two rods And he didn't even charge her for the block He accidentally ordered two back in '95 Ain't much to modify The engine mounts and manifold Got the parts in the yard Even lent her a car Would you yank the wheel real hard Dammit Drew, you should get paid to waste my time You're the professor of the nickel and dime I'll see you tomorrow Say hey to the girls Would you bring me that shirt I lent you