I Wanna Drive You Home

She is an American car

She ain't been lose so she can't go far

She got her mind stuck up in second gear

Where's she going I ain't exactly clear

Baby please, baby please can I drive you home

Low mileage without a pink slip

Green upholestry and an 18 inch rims

She stripped her gears coming late last night

I don't think that they'll open right

Baby please, baby please can I drive you home

She shakes and shimmies all over the road

She's alway happy when she's carrying a load

I love my lonesome automobile

Something about the way she make me feel

Baby please, baby please can I drive you home