She always laughs about 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