American Love Affair

Life's been a little bit dull lately. I need to spice it up. Well, I've been thinking about having myself an Affair. Every day I see her, she's at the same Place. When I pass by, well, I can't help But stare. I imagine what the top off, just shining in The sun and wishing I had the key to Turn her on. She's got class and she ain't cheap and everything Has a price. Well, I'd better make an offer Or she'll be gone. Her body's perfect, she's really clean. I can't wait to get inside. Turn the key, take her for a ride. Well, I thought it over, she's too expensive and It just doesn't make sense. But just the same, I've got to make her Mine. She's got me spellbound without even saying one Word. It's just the way she sits, Looks so fine. "So you wanna make a deal?" He says. "Well, come on in. Let's talk about it. You know, I'm sure that We can work something out." Damn sure we can. Looks pretty clean, got plenty of tread. The chrome is shining bright. Now, would you like to take her for a Ride? Well, slide on in, sit behind the wheel. The engine sounds tight. Put your seatbelt on. Are you ready for a ride? Come on and ride. Yeah. I said ride. Yeah. Americans Have a love affair and it's with the automobile. You know, I think it has something to do With our pride. Whether it's the sound of the engine, the shine On the hood, or maybe it's the radio that's Blasting inside. The freedom of the road, leaving it all behind. Just get behind the wheel and let it slide. Well, I really don't know, but I think I've Got it bad. As a matter of fact, I'm going for a ride. Come on and ride. Yeah. I said ride. Yeah.