Most ladies dry up after fifteen and the end of the month You don't have a rich dad, but you have saved enough from your nine to six
Let me ride your car Let me ride your car ♪ Let me ride your car Until he hits the fan (Until he hits the fan) We share the same poor sense of direction Don't ask me where to go I don't know I don't know Just follow Dane's car while I wonder I wonder how you felt when I asked When I asked Let me ride your car
Let me ride your car Let me ride your car Until he hits the fan Until he rains on our parade I'm here, he's in L.A. You know you should've said no But I'll settle with a kiss if you let me kiss you Otherwise let's go on Cruising with the windows down Thanks for coming, oh I missed you Let me ride your car ♪ Let me ride your car Let me ride your car ♪ Until he hits the fan Until he rains on our parade Oh let me ride your car Let me ride your car Let me ride your car Until he hits the fan Until he rains on our parade Oh, woah H-woah-oh Oh, oh H-woah-oh