Dirty Car
Studio Killers
I wish you'd be as dirty as my car
I could be your ride tonight
I may not be (oh yeah) worthy of your heart
But I'll make you feel alright
So come on into the night
Let's follow, follow the lights
So let go of wrong and right
'Cause who wants who wants who wants to dance all night
Get on my dirty car, alright
Buckle up, hit that beat don't stop the music
Face time on the front seat just while we're cruising
Buckle up hit that beat turn up the music
We're conceived in the back-seat and born to boogie