Come on, Dad Gimme the car tonight Come on, Dad Gimme the car tonight I got this girl I wanna Come on, Dad Gimme the car Come on, Dad Gimme the car tonight I'll tell you what I'll tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna pick her up I'm gonna get her drunk I'm gonna make her cry I'm gonna get her high I'm gonna make her laugh I'm gonna make her shh... Woman, woman, woman Shit I know she's it 'Cause I'm gonna touch her All over her body Gonna touch her All over her body Gonna touch her All over her body Gonna touch her All over her body And she can touch me All over my body She can touch me All over my body She can touch me All over my body She can touch me All over my body Time goes by I can feel myself growing old Burning inside Is making this boy turn out cold What's wrong What's right Ya know I don't care When I hate my life What's wrong What's right Ya know people don't care When they hate their life But how can I explain Personal pain How can I explain Personal pain How can I explain My voice is in vain How can I explain The deep down driving Driving Driving We're driving We're driving We're driving Hey Dad Speaking of driving Come on, Dad Give me the car tonight So much he don't understand Just might never make it to a man Come on, Dad Give me the car tonight Come on, Dad I ain't no runt Come on, girl Gimme your 'Cause I ain't had much to live for I ain't had much to live for You know, I ain't had much to live for You know, I ain't had much to live for