Used Cars

Album cover art for "Used Cars" by Ryan Adams

Ryan Adams - Rock

Used Cars

2 Plays

Duration: 3:59

View Artist

Lyrics

[Verse] Little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone My ma's in the backseat sittin' all alone As my pa steers her slow out of the lot for a test drive down Michigan Avenue Now my ma she fingers her wedding band Watches the salesman stare at my old man's hands He's tellin' us about the break he'd give us if he could If I could I know just what I'd do Now mister, the day the lottery I win I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again Now the neighbors come from near and far As we pull up in our brand new used car I wish he'd just hit the gas and let out a cry And tell 'em they can all kiss our ass goodbye My dad he sweats the same job from mornin' to morn Me I walk the same dirty streets where I was born Up the block I can hear my little sister in the front seat Blowin that horn its echoin all down the street Now mister, the day my number comes in, I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again Mister, the day my number comes in, I ain't never gonna ride in no used car again

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • Bruce Springsteen