Gimme The Car
Violent Femmes
Come on dad gimme the car tonight Come on dad gimme the car tonight I got this girl i wanna.... Come on dad gimme the car Come on dad gimme the car tonight I tell'ya what i'm gonna do I'm gonna pick her up I'm gonna get her drunk I'm gonna make her cry I'm gonna get her high I'm gonna make her laugh I'm gonna make her...shh Woman, woman, woman She gotta knows she's it Cause i'm gonna touch her All over her body Gonna touch her All over her body Gonna touch her All over her body Gonna touch her All over her body And she can touch me All over my body She can touch me All over my body She can touch me All over my body She can touch me All over my body Time goes by i can feel myself growing old Burning inside makin' this boy turn out cold What's wrong, what's right I don't care when i hate my life What's wrong, what's right Y'know people don't care when they hate their life But how can i explain personal pain How can i explain personal pain How can i explain my voice is in vain How can i explain the deep down Driving, driving, driving, Weredriving, weredriving, weredriving Hey dad speaking of driving Come on dad gimme the car tonight So much he don't understand Just might never make it to a man Come on dad gimme the car I ain't no runt Come on girl gimme your... Cause i ain't had much to live for I ain't had much to live for Y'know i ain't had much to live for Y'know i ain't had much to live for80s alt rock alternative alternative rock blurred blurry cool dirty songs Favorite Favourite Songs folk-punk fun funny going places indie particularly intriguing personal pain punk rock sexy Teenage angst tiresome and banal music up
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