Lyrics

No Fancy Cars

She's got an 86 Buick that's fallin' apart
Put the key in the ignigtion and the thing won't start
Always on the telephone with the AAA
It's the 100th tow truck that she's had today

I got a red corvette I go to pick her up
On the New Jeresy Turnpike Exit 9 I stop
But she won't get in she starts to fuss and fight
She tells me take that fancy car and drive it out of sight

I say what's the big deal with my sporty wheels
She says it's too expensive, its nosiy and squeals
She wants to take a bus and go back home
So now I'm out on the highway all alone

Well My baby's kinda fussy about her makeup and hair
She wears the finest jewelry She likes Fred Astaire
But my baby she won't ride
No my bady she won't ride
Oh my baby she won't ride no fancy cars

We were on our vacation in Kansas City
We go to rent a car I see one that's 'purdy'
She looks at me and starts to shake her head
If you rent that car you'll sleep alone in bed

Well My baby's kinda fussy about her makeup and hair
She wears the finest jewelry She likes Fred Astaire
But my baby she won't ride
No my bady she won't ride
Oh my baby she won't ride no fancy cars

I don't know what to do about my crazy gal
she says no Lamborghinis Maseratis allowed
I'm still drivin her Buick it's a pain in the neck
I'll spend the rest of my life drivin' around in this wreck

I say what's the big deal with my sporty wheels
She says it's too expensive, its nosiy and squeals
She wants to take a bus and go back home
So now I'm out on the highway all alone

Well My baby's kinda fussy about her makeup and hair
She wears the finest jewelry She likes Fred Astaire
But my baby she won't ride
No my bady she won't ride
Oh my baby she won't ride no fancy cars

Well My baby's kinda fussy about her makeup and hair
She wears the finest jewelry she wants to live in Bel Air
But my baby she won't ride
No my bady she won't ride
Oh my baby she won't ride no fancy cars

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