Tori Amos – Cars and guitars
If I choke boy
You start me up again
Restring my wires y?know
This gearbox can make the shift polish my rims
Damned if you do
Damned if you don´t
I swear it seems of late boy
I´ve even curved this body to fit your bow
Still the rain can´t confuse the thoughts that come
Come in rhythm
cause it never was the cars and guitars that came between us
Still a thought says what if I
Keep on drivin?
Keep on drivin?
«Yeah that whip has skirt»
You said it proud
Sometimes I´d watch her idle while you´d tune her up
Me with my silencer on
You and your crocodile clip
Me and my alligator pears yeah
All trickedc out for the trip
That slid into a spin
You say that «I miss you»
You stop in at my drive-thru
You knwo who you´ll order some some boy
Cause it never was the cars and guitars that came between us
Still a thought says what if I
Keep on drivin?
Keep on drivin?
Keep on drivin?
If I choke boy
You start me up again
Resting my wires y?know
This gearbox can make the shift polish my rims