Still Gonna Drive You Home (The Strypes)

(Ah ah ah ah ah) (Ah ah ah ah) Well my wheels are locked And my tyres are flat And my brakes are shot And my mirrors crack But I'm still I'm still gonna drive you home Yeah I'm still I'm still gonna drive you home Well my steering's cut And my gas is low And my doors don't sut And my gears are slow But I'm still I'm still gonna drive you home Yeah I'm still I'm still gonna drive you home Still gonna drive you Still gonna drive you Still gonna drive you home Whoa oh whoa oh whoa Ah ah ah ah ah Yeah I'm still I'm still gonna drive you home Yeah I'm still I'm still gonna drive you home Yeah I'm still (well my wheels are locked) (and my tyres are flat) I'm still gonna drive you home (And my breaks are shot) (And my mirrors cracked) Yeah, I'm still (well my steerings cut and my gas is low) I'm still gonna drive you home (and my doors don't shut, and my gears are slow) (Well my wheels are locked) (And my tyres are flat) I'm still gonna drive you home (And my brakes are shot) (And my mirrors cracked) Yeah I'm still I'm still gonna drive you home