Testo Heavens To Murgatroyd

"Now, soon enough, someone's gonna come along...
Could be your husband, could be your wife; hell, could be your best friend.
They're gonna come along and put a stick in your spokes, and I want you to thank 'em.
Cause is it so bad, when you're airborne, that the only thing going through that little head of yours is hitting the ground?"