I got a car it's made of tin nobody knows what shape it's in but I'd like to take you for a ride when we go, well I'll drive real slow when the wizzes by I want you to know I want you, to know it
How'd you ever know how to hurt me? How'd you ever know how to love? How'd you ever get so wild? How'd you ever get so tough?
So how 'bout it you ready to go? We'll ride through the night to your rock n roll tapes and hey, will you be singin' I know I know we're all made of dust but in the mean time I really feel so much I mean really I feel some thing I mean really
