David Bowie - She'll Drive The Big Car Lyrics
She waited by the moonShe was sick with fear and coldShe felt too old for all of thisOf course she never showedShe lugged her suitcase to the busMelted home through the snowNorth along riversideShe slips beneath the sheetsA husbands quiet devoted wifeBut strangers sad and nervousBy the dawns early lightLoves lies like a dead cloudOn a shabby, yellow lawnUp on riversideShe'll drive the big carHe'll sit behindShe'll keep an eye on JessicaSouth along the HudsonShe'll turn the radio highFind a station playing sad, sad soulJust a little bit louder nowSouth along the Hudson yeaJust a little bit faster nowJust a little bit louder nowJust a little bit angry nowSouth along the Hudson, yeaAnd she'll drive the big carAnd talk herself insaneJust a little bit louder nowJust a little bit angry nowWay back when MillenniumMeant racing to the lightHe promised her a dream-lifeHe'd take her back to street-lifeAway from violent waterWith its Cormorants and leavesUp on riversideShe'll drive the big carBut he'll sit behindBursting her bubbles of Ludlow and GrandSouth along the HudsonShe'll turn the radio way up highFind a station playing sad, sad soulJust a little bit louder nowSouth along the HudsonJust a little bit faster nowJust a little bit louder nowJust a little bit angry nowSouth along the Hudson, yeaJust a little bit faster nowJust a little bit louder nowJust a little bit angry nowSouth along the Hudson, yeaShe'll drive the big carHe'll sit behindShe'll keep an eye on JessicaJust a little bit faster nowJust a little bit faster now
