She don't love me
She loves my automobile
She don't love me
She loves my automobile
But she would do anything
Just to slide behind the wheel
She said, "What's it going to take
For you to lay your top on down?"
She said, "What's it going to take
For you to lay your top on down?"
I said, "Honey, why don't you ask me
When we get to the outskirts of town?"
Well, now she don't care
If I'm stoned or sloppy drunk
Well she don't care
If I'm stoned or sloppy drunk
Long as she got the keys
And there's a spare wheel in her trunk