| Lyrics: | (william r. emerson)
-man, i'm gonna tell you my story
-go on and tell about it, go on
and tell about it more
-just what i've been doing
-what you've been doing, ry ?
-well,
you know i used to be particular about the womens that i picked
-aha!
-yeah! they used to be
tender, lean and tall, that's all
-but the way things has been going, i'll take 'em knock-kneed
and bow-legged
-what ?
-i'll even take 'em bald! man. i'll tell you why
-please, tell me
why!
Every woman i know is crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman i know is crazy 'bout
an automobile
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels.
He-hey, every woman
i know, crazy 'bout an automobile
Oh, every woman i know, crazy 'bout an automobile
And here
i am standing with nothing but rubber heels.
Now look'it here!
They say, walking women
home is a thing of the past
Women want to ride and ride around in class
Some like cadillacs,
boys, some like fords
Some like anything as long as it rolls.
Crazy 'bout an automobile
[that's right]
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber
heels
Well, every woman i know she's crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman i know is
crazy 'bout an automobile
And here i am standing with nothing but rubber heels
One more
thing i wanna tell you
Said, riding and loving just can't be beat,
You and your woman
in your own front seat.
Now, she can play with your keys, shift the gears,
Turn on your
radio just loud enough to hear.
Now, she can turn up the heat and flip on your fan,
And then
you start rolling just as fast as you can.
Crazy 'bout an aut |
