Lyric I Wanna Drive you Home

She is an American car,
She isn t legal so she can t go far.
She got her mind stuck up in second gear,
Where she going ain t exactly clear.
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home.

Low mileage without a pink slip,
Clean upholstery and it ain t been ripped.
She stripped her gears only late last night,
I don t think that thing was oiling right.
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home.

She shakes and shimmies all over the road,
She s always happy when she carry a load.
Another lonesome automobile,
Something bout the way she makes me feel.
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home.