Bill and I were sisters in another life
That is why his music makes me cry
Not because I love him
And not because he's really foxy
Lowest common denominator in the rock scene
Ride in my Swedish car, Swedish car
Drive with a s**y young road star
Buy not American, American
Everything falls apart
Cigarette bu*ts are piling up
In a Denny's coffee cup
That I stole from a Denny's in a godforsaken Texas
Where is he now
Now that I don't care
He could be in Germany
He could be just about anywhere
Ride in my Swedish car, Swedish car
Drive with a s**y young road star
Buy not American, American
Everything falls apart
I don't expect to live to forty
I didn't think I'd live past twenty-five
To be afraid of living is to be afraid of dying
How can you get past this
And cherish the fear of flying
Ride in my Swedish car, Swedish car
Drive with a s**y young road star
I'm not American, I'm a European ba*tard