My Body The Car

My body is the car that I've been driving

Around for thirty six years

My body the car

Slowly burning out the rubber

And stripping the gears

My body the car

Remember the time when a cigarette

Burned a hole in my skin

There was nobody in

To put out the fire

Lost in a skid on a rumbling road

Where the C.B. kids all mumble in code

You're a liar, you're a liar

And if the telephone rings

It will be my doctor

Telling me to cool it - oh yeah

I don't want no x-rays

Or any brand new drug you've never tried

I don't want no hoorays

Dressed up as doctors poking around inside

Ooh to him I'll always be a motor car

My body the car

There's a man with a suitcase

With a whole bunch of shirts and magazines

Selling roadmaps and bibles

And benzadrines

For the days and the nights

I stare at the mirror

And the days and the nights

They stare back at me

My body the car

Is a little older

My body the car

Still looking good

My body the car

I need a hard shoulder

My body the car

To look under the hood

My body the car

Still ticking over

My body the car

I don't know why it should

My body the car

She's leaking oil

My body the car

The colour of blood

My body the car

My body the car

My body the car

My body the car

My body the car

She drives me crazy

My body the car

When she rattles and shakes

My body the car

She makes me nervous

My body the car

She ain't got no brakes

My body the car

My body the car

My body the car

Crash!