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
Compositor: M Ellen Amos (Tori Amos) ECAD: Obra #25927781 Fonograma #1808227