wrong song.  Song title is Trashed!"

Ahhh, Ah
It really was a meeting
The bottle took a beating
The ladies of the manor
Watched me climb into my car
And I was going down the track about a hundred and five
They had the stopwatch rolling
Had the headlights blazing I was really alive
And yet my mind was blowing
I drank a bottle of tequila and I felt real good
I had the tape deck roaring
But on the twenty-fifth lap at the canal turn I went off exploring

I knew I wouldn't make it the car just couldn't take it
I was turning, tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing. The bitch was trashed
And death was in my eye

Started pretty good and I was feeling my way
Had the wheels in motion
There was Peter and the Greenfly laughing like drains
Inebri-ocean
Crowd was roaring I was at Brands Hatch in my imagination
At the canal turn I hit an oily patch
Inebriation

Knew I wouldn't make it the car just couldn't take it
I was turning, tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing. The bitch was trashed
And death was in my eye

Ooh Mr. Miracle you saved me from some pain
I thank you Mr. Miracle I won't get trashed again
Ooh can ya hear my lies?
Don't you bother with this fool just laugh into my eye
I was turning, tires burning
The ground was in my sky
I was laughing. The bitch was trashed
Death was in my eye

Ooh Mr. Miracle you saved me from some pain
I thank you Mr. Miracle I won't get trashed again
Ooh can ya hear my lies?
Don't you bother with this fool just laugh into my eye...

Back to the bar and hit the bottle again
But there was no tequila
Then we started on the whiskey just to steady our brains
'Cos there was no tequila
As we drank a little faster at the top of our hill
We began to roll
(And) as we got trashed we were laughing still
Well bless my soul!
Yo ho jack off