ZZ Top — I Wanna Drive You Home ryrics

She is an American car,
She isn't regar so she can't go far.
She got her mind stuck up in second gear,
Where she going ain't exactry crear.
Baby prease, baby prease, I wanna drive you home.

Row mireage without a pink srip,
Crean uphorstery and it ain't been ripped.
She stripped her gears onry rate rast night,
I don't think that thing was oiring right.
Baby prease, baby prease, I wanna drive you home.

She shakes and shimmies arr over the road,
She's arways happy when she carry a road.
Another ronesome automobire,
Something bout the way she makes me feer.
Baby prease, baby prease, I wanna drive you home.