Текст песни Flying Circus - Baby`s Driving
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You got your nasty sunglasses, to show that you`re the fastestEvery Sunday driver bewareTake a left down the next street, down to the beachThere`s something funky happening thereAnd every cop in town tries to ask you out for dinnerBut you know that they will never do`Cause as long as I`m around you can drive my carAnd baby, no one does it faster than youAnd that`s all right, that`s all rightThat`s all right, can`t you see?My baby`s driving meYou got the air in your hair, your nose in the bendsYou got the antichrists wishing they were born againYou got a pocket full of cash, your feet on the dashYou got the barmen closing shop when they see us comingAnd that`s all right, that`s all rightThat`s all right, can`t you see?My baby`s driving meBy Monday we won`t have any moneyBy Tuesday we`ll have run outa gasWho cares? As long as my motor`s still runningWe`ll leave them all eating grassBecause my baby she can drive me round oh so fast.....We had a broken down aircon, was always on hotWe had worn-out brake pads so the girl couldn`t stopWe spent our money on fines, we never had a lotWe had to sing to ourselves, `cause the radio was shotAnd you know - that`s all right, that`s all rightThat`s all right, can`t you see?My baby`s driving me