I was walking down the skyway my way
When I saw the legs that I love, yeah
I was thinking about drinking something
When I saw the legs that I love, yeah
I bought a car, was a low slung thunderwing
Moved like the son of the dawn
My little baby, she′s a tippy-toed separator
She moved like the son of the dawn
Do your thing, oh, thunderwing
Do your thing, oh, thunderwing, yeah
My wig hat moves and the space ball boots bounce
When I hear the music I love
The soapbox car was the start of my wandering
When I hear the music I love
Do your thing, oh, thunderwing
Do your thing, oh, thunderwing
Do your thing, oh, thunderwing
Do your thing, oh, thunderwing
Writer(s): Marc Bolan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com