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's 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