Voy En Un Coche
Cristina Y Los Subterráneos
I'm Going In A Car
Tell dad I'm leaving town!
Tell the boys I won't be back!
I'm going in a car
That I stole last night
To a smart guy who was going to flirt
It's a Spider with two seats
Take two hundred
Loosely packed
Tell dad I'm leaving town!
Tell the boys I won't be back!
And on the highway
The stripes dance
As choristers
From cabaret
Highway patrols
They paint panthers
On the shoulder
Burn the skyscrapers!
Burn the light poles
And the fire trucks!
Burn down the courts!
Burn all the bars!
Because I'm not coming back!
Ouch, ouch, ouch!
Tell dad I'm leaving town!
Tell the boys I won't be back!
Truckers hang smiles
From the windshield
When they see me
I am the princess of the highway
And even the cops kiss my feet!
I want to go very far
Almost-almost to the end
Where nobody gives advice!
Crossing the border
With a skull
Tattooed on the glass!
Ouch, ouch, ouch!
I'm going in a car
That I stole last night
To a smart guy who was going to flirt
I said: Honey, I'm going for cigarettes
And once inside I put gas in it
The jerk blew me a kiss
Through the rearview mirror
Now the Moon spends the night
Hearing the noise of my engine
The tough guys
They are in trouble
When they cross my lane
And in the sky
All Saints' Day
They are on my side and they pray for me!
Tell dad I'm leaving town!
Tell the boys I won't be back!
