Engine Trouble

She was born in the early morning

Backseat of that Oldsmobile

Mother was a stunner, father forgot about her

Was probably for the better

She seldom pulls her punches

Instead she throws most of 'em

She'll steal your keys and drive you home

But leave you sleeping all alone

I wish she would love me like I know she could

I wish she would love me like I know she could

I wish she would love me like I know she could

She's been running since she stole that motorcycle

From her weird uncle (STEVE)

She keeps a ragged red rag in the backseat of her denim jeans

She's got stains on her hands, undeniably engine trouble

But whats the fun in putting trust in anything reliable

I wish she would love me like I know she could

I wish she would love me like I know she could

I wish she would love me like I know she could

Woah woah woah no

She was born in the early morning

Backseat of that Oldsmobile

Mother was a stunner, father forgot about her

Was probably for the better

I wish she would love me like I know she could

I wish she would love me like I know she could

I wish she would love me like I know she could

Woah woah woah no