Are you making fun of my sweet little
car?
It’s shiny and pretty and takes us so
far.
It corners so smooth, and runs with
finesse,
It’s my love on wheels, but yet I
digress.
She responds to my movements, knows
what I need,
She rushes with power, responds with
great speed.
She gives me excitement, thrills me to
ride.
Just like my partner: There by my side.
She makes me feel calm, serene and
secure,
I know that you feel her obvious
allure.
Her angles are slick, she leaves dust
behind,
You just can’t deny it; I know you’re
resigned.
You can’t help but love her, say what
you will,
Riding in this car would give anyone a
thrill.
She’s a part of us both, she stands by
us true.
And I know that deep down you care for
her too.
So quit your pouting and your make
believe frown,
And sit back and enjoy our ride around
town.
I know it’s a game; you pick on my
pride.
And if you want to, would you like to
drive?