IN MY CAR

In my car, in my automobile
In my car, in my automobile

You’re still believing the world’s at your feet
But with your feet on the street you won’t be getting to far
You may not know it, you haven’t lived
Till you’ve made love in the moonlight
in the back of a car
In my car, in my automobile
In my car, in my automobile

I can hear you thinking, “What’s the rush?”
But grab the wheel, it’s surreal, you can feel twice as much
Let’s blow this pop-stand, let’s let it rip
Wind it up, let her fly, you’ve been thinking too much
In my car, in my automobile
In my car, in my automobile

Pedal to the metal, there’s no need to settle
Take a ride, Bonnie and Clyde, it’s our own shooting star
Let’s not conceal all that we feel
Truth or dare, let’s go there where the wild things are
In my car, in my automobile
In my car, in my automobile
In my car
And with the wind in your hair, girl
And with the wind and the rain
In my car
And with the wind in your hair, girl
And with the wind and the rain
In my car
And with the wind in your hair, girl
And with the wind and the rain

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

IN MY CAR