Tori Amos - Cars and Guitars lyrics
[Tori Amos - Cars and Guitars lyrics]
If I choke, boy, you start me up again
Restring my wires
You 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 driving, keep on driving?"
"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 tricked out for the trip
That slid into a spin
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 driving, keep on driving?"
You say that "I miss you"
You stop in at my drive-thru
You know 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 driving, keep on driving?"
Keep on driving
If I choke, boy, you start me up again
Restring my wires
You know this gearbox can make the shift
Polish my rims
Restring my wires
You 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 driving, keep on driving?"
"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 tricked out for the trip
That slid into a spin
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 driving, keep on driving?"
You say that "I miss you"
You stop in at my drive-thru
You know 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 driving, keep on driving?"
Keep on driving
If I choke, boy, you start me up again
Restring my wires
You know this gearbox can make the shift
Polish my rims