Car Trouble

Car Trouble It's a bucket of rust, runs a little rough I could tune it up, but it wouldn't change much Black smoke blowin' out the tailpipe Takes everything I got just to put it in drive... So why tonight... Is it running just fine? Oooh The way you're lookin at me's Got me wishin this thing would. Burn through a tank of gas Overheat, maybe drop a shaft Anything for a slowdown, fast Kill the speed and make the night last Why's this thing being so reliable... When all I need is a little Car Trouble? You got it goin on girl, you're tearin me up Ridin middle shotgun, ain't close enough The dash-glow look in your eyes It'd be a perfect time to break down tonight! These ragged old wheels are short on tread But tonight their running like they've got a million miles left There's a hill up ahead, I know it won't climb But for some damn reason it's climbing it tonight!!