| I am the emperor of the highway
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| I wield the universal will
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| One might chance to overlook on my divineness
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| Unless I’m sitting in the Imperial Poupe de Ville
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| I am the emperor of the highway
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| Strapped with foolish mortals such as these
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| I need never indicate my intentions
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| I can stop and go and turn just as I please
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| For I am the emperor of the highway
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| Hold!
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| Methinks that thou hast driven too far
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| I am the royal prince of foreign sports cars
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| Better that I should drive a wheelchair or jog
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| Than to be blown off by a regal road hog
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| I am the emperor of the highway
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| (Where did you ever get that gas sucking pig of a car?)
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| This time my friend, you are outclassed
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| (Any real man would drive a stick shift)
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| For my uncle is the duke of the state police
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| (Cut me off again and I will punch your lights out)
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| And he will place his royal boot upon your ass
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| (This is my exit, we shall meet another day)
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| Don’t forget who’s emperor of the highway
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| For I am the emperor of the highway! |