Little blue bomb is waiting for me

I sit right down and turn the key

She starts to roll

Burning down the west highway



She's goin' to where she belongs

Don't tell me she's just a car, slip sliding along

My stomach, we make a stop at Chez Denny

I'm all filled up, Simca, feeling sick again



Going to someplace where she belongs

Don't tell me she's just a car, rolling down the road

The red light starts to shine, I slow it down

Can't push too hard because she might complain



You know where that will leave me tomorrow

Don't tell me she's just a car, there is where she'll stay