She is an American car,
She isn't legal so she can't go far
She got her mind stuck up in second gear,
Where she going ain't exactly clear
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home
Low mileage without a pink slip,
Clean upholstery and it ain't been ripped
She stripped her gears only late last night,
I don't think that thing was oiling right
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home
She shakes and shimmies all over the road,
She's always happy when she carry a load
Another lonesome automobile,
Something bout the way she makes me feel
Baby please, baby please, I wanna drive you home