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's got sugar in her fur
I get run over by the cars she used to drive
They recognize me in 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
Writer/s: Robyn Hitchcock