| Well, at last time has come | |
| Sundays, weekend | |
| It's our turn and let's go | |
| Got weary of waiting for | |
| Let's drive at full speed | |
| It's the thrill of the feel | |
| Get it up loud, put it into the right | |
| Dare to cross the line | |
| So hold on tight | |
| Straight to the top | |
| Revvin' up | |
| You can listen to this aggressive howlin' roar | |
| Burnin' up | |
| You can see fire in the night too fast for you | |
| I'm wild at heart | |
| Don't push me over the edge | |
| Don't hold back I can't wait | |
| Fever's runnin' hot | |
| Yeah, I'm nothin' but hell | |
| I'm gonna step across the line | |
| Gettin' through, drivin' mad | |
| It's the thrill of the chase | |
| Follow my heart, wherever it goes | |
| Pick myself up | |
| Get back in it | |
| I can make my day | |
| Revvin' up | |
| You can listen to this aggressive howlin' roar | |
| Burnin' up | |
| You can see fire in the night too fast for you | |
| I'm wild at heart | |
| Don't push me over the edge | |
| Revvin' up | |
| You can listen to this aggressive howlin' roar | |
| Burnin' up | |
| You can see fire in the night too fast for you | |
| Revvin' up | |
| You can listen to this aggressive howlin' roar | |
| Burnin' up | |
| You can see fire in the night too fast for you | |
| I'm wild at heart | |
| Don't push me over the edge |