I told her that I was a race car driver
I told her that I loved to drive real fast
I told her that I got her plates
And if she tried to run she couldn't get away
I told her not to even ask
My place was not that bad
It had a decent system with a bed in back
And not half bad company
And though we had our fights
The time we pa**ed was not just night
Living seemed to be easy
One day she ran away
She left me here in a terrible state
I had to get back on the highway
The cars, they past, they came
Sometimes they'd slow down to see my face
I didn't need them anyway