S : STAN RIDGWAY : The Big Heat 1987
STAN RIDGWAY
The Big Heat 1987
Drive, She Said текст песни
Drive, She Said
Sittin' right behind me
I could smell her perfume
It was somethin' I'd smelled before
Went through a red light
While I spilled my drink
I could feel somethin' sticky on the floor
I said miss, you've gotta tell me
Where you wanna go to
I can't keep drivin' round the same block
So I crumpled my cup
And pulled the gum off my shoe
And then she told me just shut up
And keep your eyes on the road
Chorus:
And just drive, she said
Just drive, she said
Just drive, she said
Well, I watched her put her hands
On the bag in her lap
While I scratched the bald spot on my head
I knew then that my cab was just
A getaway car
But I shut up and drove, like she said
I took a bite of my doughnut
And I offered her one
And I said lady, are you in a fix?
Then she reached in her purse
And she pulled out a gun, and said
Now just shut up, and keep your hands on the wheel
Chorus repeat (okay, okay!)
Spoken
Then the moon disappeared, and it started to rain,
So I put the wipers on full.
And on the bag in her lap I saw the name of a big bank downtown.
And I said, you don't have to worry about me, nope!
When I turned the headlights onccjust for a minutecc
I thought I saw the both of us on some kinda tropical island someplace.
Walkin' down a white sandy beach.
Eatin' somethin'...
Chorus repeat
We pulled outta traffic
Down a dark side street
She was fixin' her hair in the mirror
I made a left turn
At a yellow light
Drove my cab fast towards the pier
She boarded the boat
And turned and blew me a kiss
And later on, when the squad car came 'round
I ate a handful of peanuts
And I told 'em this
I don't rememeber much, except 'just keep your hands on the wheel'
Chorus repeat until fade
Spoken:
Hey, hey, uhcc
Hey, y'all, get outta my way!ccall ya sunday drivers!
Hey, you want one of these, ah, slim jims? they're good!
What? ccwhat? you don'tccyou don't want one?
Well they're 100% meat!
Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
I know, I know, anchorage, that's where I seen ya, anchorage.
Well, where you goin'?
I'm sorry, I don't go in that part of town anymore.
I don't need my windows washed.
Другие тексты песен в альбоме The Big Heat 1987
Еще больше песен от STAN RIDGWAY