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Home >> Stan Ridgway >> Drive, she said
Album: The Big Heat

Drive, she said


Sittin' right behind me
I could smell her perfume
It was somethin' I'd smelled before
Went through a red light
While I spilled my drink
I could feel somethin' sticky on the floor

I said ";Miss, you've gotta tell me
Where you wanna go to
I can't keep drivin' round the same block";
So I crumpled my cup
And pulled the gum off my shoe
And then she told me ";Just shut up
And keep your eyes on the road";


Chorus:
";And just drive,"; she said
";Just drive,"; she said
";Just drive,"; she said



Well, I watched her put her hands
On the bag in her lap
While I scratched the bald spot on my head
I knew then that my cab was just
A getaway car
But I shut up and drove, like she said


I took a bite of my doughnut
And I offered her one
And I said ";Lady, are you in a fix?";
Then she reached in her purse
And she pulled out a gun, and said
";Now just shut up, and keep your hands on the wheel";


Chorus repeat (Okay, okay!)


spoken
Then the moon disappeared, and it started to rain,
So I put the wipers on full.
And on the bag in her lap I saw the name of a big bank downtown.
And I said, ";You don't have to worry about me, nope!";
When I turned the headlights on¨C¨Cjust for a minute¨C¨C
I thought I saw the both of us on some kinda tropical island someplace.
Walkin' down a white sandy beach.
Eatin' somethin'...


Chorus repeat


We pulled outta traffic
Down a dark side street
She was fixin' her hair in the mirror
I made a left turn
At a yellow light
Drove my cab fast towards the pier


She boarded the boat
And turned and blew me a kiss
And later on, when the squad car came 'round
I ate a handful of peanuts
And I told 'em this
";I don't rememeber much, except 'Just keep your hands on the wheel'";


Chorus repeat until fade


spoken:
Hey, hey, uh¨C¨C
Hey, y'all, get outta my way!¨C¨Call ya sunday drivers!
Hey, you want one of these, ah, Slim Jims? They're good!
What?¨C¨Cwhat? You don't¨C¨Cyou don't want one?
Well they're 100% meat!

Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
I know, I know, Anchorage, that's where I seen ya, Anchorage.
Well, where you goin'?
I'm sorry, I don't go in that part of town anymore.
I don't need my windows washed.



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