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
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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
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