Lyrics

She always laughs about the cars she used to drive Pretends they're older than they were She never crashed them so to this day they survive And she reclines upon her fur--that's the way she is I get run over by the cars she used to drive They recognize me on the street I glue my arms and legs back on so I survive She giggles underneath the sheet She doesn't care about the cars she used to drive She gets a new one every year She shuts her past out, that's the way she stays alive Keep changing oil and changing gear