Two door
Box van
Burnt paint
Arm tan
Cloth seats
No AC
Roll the windows down so everyone can see that
You're beginning to get old and you can tell
You look quite sad and you don't really start in the morning
But won't you start for me
I know that I'm not that much use
You know that I take things slow
Woah oh, woah oh
But baby I'll take you for a ride Wherever you wanna go
Wherever you wanna go
Take you for a ride
I know you won't enjoy
Woah oh, woah oh
I'd probably put my seatbelt on if I were you