| Song | He Drives It |
| Artist | Amy Correia |
| Album | Carnival Love |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Correia | |
| Carvin' out a kiss | |
| Oh I thought that he was such a dish | |
| Making a wish with a jackknife on the skin of a tree | |
| I didn't stand a chance | |
| Not a shot in hell | |
| He's been working on an old | |
| Coupe de Ville | |
| I'm not in his heart | |
| Now he's fixed up some old car | |
| He drives it around and around | |
| When I see him | |
| I say, “hi” | |
| He just honks and drives on by | |
| He drives it around and around | |
| Around and around | |
| Down at the playground | |
| You can see him parked way out alone | |
| What's that he's doing | |
| Listening to the radio way down low | |
| He didn't see me | |
| But I saw something like a fish in his hand | |
| Maybe I'm a lucky girl | |
| I didn't get my wish and now | |
| I understand chorus | |
| Who knows the reasons why | |
| I love the ones who don't love me | |
| Lights may never turn to green | |
| That car's mysterious | |
| That guy's delirious, obscene chorus |
| zuo qu : Correia | |
| Carvin' out a kiss | |
| Oh I thought that he was such a dish | |
| Making a wish with a jackknife on the skin of a tree | |
| I didn' t stand a chance | |
| Not a shot in hell | |
| He' s been working on an old | |
| Coupe de Ville | |
| I' m not in his heart | |
| Now he' s fixed up some old car | |
| He drives it around and around | |
| When I see him | |
| I say, " hi" | |
| He just honks and drives on by | |
| He drives it around and around | |
| Around and around | |
| Down at the playground | |
| You can see him parked way out alone | |
| What' s that he' s doing | |
| Listening to the radio way down low | |
| He didn' t see me | |
| But I saw something like a fish in his hand | |
| Maybe I' m a lucky girl | |
| I didn' t get my wish and now | |
| I understand chorus | |
| Who knows the reasons why | |
| I love the ones who don' t love me | |
| Lights may never turn to green | |
| That car' s mysterious | |
| That guy' s delirious, obscene chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Correia | |
| Carvin' out a kiss | |
| Oh I thought that he was such a dish | |
| Making a wish with a jackknife on the skin of a tree | |
| I didn' t stand a chance | |
| Not a shot in hell | |
| He' s been working on an old | |
| Coupe de Ville | |
| I' m not in his heart | |
| Now he' s fixed up some old car | |
| He drives it around and around | |
| When I see him | |
| I say, " hi" | |
| He just honks and drives on by | |
| He drives it around and around | |
| Around and around | |
| Down at the playground | |
| You can see him parked way out alone | |
| What' s that he' s doing | |
| Listening to the radio way down low | |
| He didn' t see me | |
| But I saw something like a fish in his hand | |
| Maybe I' m a lucky girl | |
| I didn' t get my wish and now | |
| I understand chorus | |
| Who knows the reasons why | |
| I love the ones who don' t love me | |
| Lights may never turn to green | |
| That car' s mysterious | |
| That guy' s delirious, obscene chorus |