Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Used Cars
Bruce Springsteen - Used Cars слова песни
Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Used Cars
My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream coneMy ma's in the black seat sittin' all aloneAs my pa steers her slow out of the lot for a test drive down Michigan AvenueNow, my ma, she fingers her wedding bandAnd watches the salesman stare at my old man's handsHe's tellin' us all 'bout the break he'd give us if he could, but he just can't( )Well if I could, I swear I know just what I'd doNow, mister, the day the lottery I win I ain't ever gonna ride in no used caragainNow, the neighbors come from near and farAs we pull up in our brand new used carI wish he'd just hit the gas and let out a cry and tell 'em all they can kissour asses goodbyeMy dad, he sweats the same job from mornin' to mornMe, I walk home on the same dirty streets where I was bornUp the block I can hear my little sister in the front seat blowin' that hornThe sounds echoin' all down Michigan AvenueNow, mister, the day my numbers comes in I ain't ever gonna ride in no used caragain