Letra de Gimme The Car - Violent Femmes

Come on, dad, gimme the car tonight...
Come on, dad, gimme the car tonight...
I got this girl, I wanna....
Come on, dad, gimme the car.

Come on, dad, gimme the car tonight...
I tell'ya what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna pick her up,
I'm gonna get her drunk,
i'm gonna make her cry,
I'm gonna get her high,
I'm gonna make her laugh,
I'm gonna make her... shh...
Woman, woman, woman...

She gotta knows she's it 'cause I'm gonna touch her all over her body,
Gonna touch her all over her body,
Gonna touch her all over her body,
Gonna touch her all over her body,
And she can touch me all over my body,
She can touch me all over my body,
She can touch me all over my body,
She can touch me all over my body.

Time goes by, I can feel myself growing old.
Burning inside, it's making this boy turn out cold.
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What's wrong, what's right, I don't care when I hate my life.
What's wrong, what's right, you know, people don't care when they hate their life.
But how can I explain personal pain, how can I explain personal pain,
How can I explain my voice is in vain, how can I explain the deep down,
Driving, driving, driving, we're driving, we're driving, we're driving...

Hey, dad, speaking of driving...
Come on, dad, gimme the car tonight...
So much he don't understand, just might never make it to a man.

Come on, dad, gimme the car
Come on, dad, I ain't no runt...
Come on, girl, gimme your...

'Cause I ain't had much to live for,
I ain't had much to live for,
You know I ain't had much to live for...
You know I ain't had much to live for...

Gordon Gano: Vocals, Guitar
Brian Ritchie: Bass, Vocals
Victor DeLorenzo: Drums, Vocal

Recorded at Music Works, London