Flying Circus - Baby's Driving lyrics

You got your nasty sungla**es, to show that you're the fastest Every Sunday driver beware Take a left down the next street, down to the beach There's something funky happening there And every cop in town tries to ask you out for dinner But you know that they will never do 'Cause as long as I'm around you can drive my car And baby, no one does it faster than you And that's all right, that's all right That's all right, can't you see? My baby's driving me You got the air in your hair, your nose in the bends You got the antichrists wishing they were born again You got a pocket full of cash, your feet on the dash You got the barmen closing shop when they see us coming And that's all right, that's all right That's all right, can't you see? My baby's driving me By Monday we won't have any money By Tuesday we'll have run outa gas Who cares? As long as my motor's still running We'll leave them all eating gra** Because my baby she can drive me round oh so fast..... We had a broken down aircon, was always on hot We had worn-out brake pads so the girl couldn't stop We spent our money on fines, we never had a lot We had to sing to ourselves, 'cause the radio was shot And you know - that's all right, that's all right That's all right, can't you see? My baby's driving me