I Wanna Drive You Home (Bernard Allison)

She is an American car She ain't been lose so she can't go far She got her mind stuck up in second gear Where's she going I ain't exactly clear Baby please, baby please can I drive you home Low mileage without a pink slip Green upholestry and an 18 inch rims She stripped her gears coming late last night I don't think that they'll open right Baby please, baby please can I drive you home She shakes and shimmies all over the road She's alway happy when she's carrying a load I love my lonesome automobile Something about the way she make me feel Baby please, baby please can I drive you home