Bruce Springsteen - Used Cars lyrics

My little sister's in the front seat
With an ice cream cone
My ma's in the backseat sittin' all alone
As my pa steers her slow out of the
Lot for a test drive down Michigan Avenue
Now my ma she fingers her wedding band
And watches the salesman stare at
My old man's hands
He's tellin' us all 'bout the break he'd give
Us if he could but he just can't
Well if I could I swear I
Know just what I'd do
Now mister the day the lottery I win I ain't
Ever gonna ride in no used car again
Now the neighbors come from near and far
As we pull up in our brand new used car
I wish he'd just hit the gas
And let out a cry and tell 'em all they can
Kiss our asses goodbye
My dad he sweats the same
Job from mornin' to mornin'
Me I walk home on the same
Dirty streets where I was born
Up the block I can hear my little sister
In the front seat blowin' that horn
The sounds echo'in all down Michigan Avenue
Now mister the day my number comes in I ain't
Ever gonna ride in no used car again