Driving Lyrics

Rebekka Bakken

I like driving

Darling I like driving



I left my shoe in a closet somewhere

You wonder how I'll walk from here

But there's a way 

I got to your hood

In the first place



I left my head in a willow tree

Outside the house you were showing me

That night we met

I remember your face

And the strange taste



You left in my dreams

Where my mind had been

Making excuses

For what it'd seen

But madam X

Didn't leave out the next

Sight she saw

It was a closed door



So I picked up my purse

And the one shoe I had

The rest of the pride

The bank said I had

I picked up the pain

And carried some stains

God it hurt to be barefoot



Darling

I like driving

Darling I like driving

With the naked boys



But I'd be down on the floor

Wouldn't laugh no more

I wouldn't think a thought

I wouldn't be the cause

Of any ones call

To wipe the floor

For my coming



You made a choice

Well I still got a voice

I do love leaves and the naked boys

I gotta find me a man

With a heart like a van

Cause I like driving



Darling I like driving

With the naked boys

Gonna find me a man with a heart like a van



But I'd be down on the floor

Wouldn't laugh no more

I wouldn't think a thought

I wouldn't be the cause

Of any ones call

To wipe the floor

For my coming



Gonna find me a man with a heart like a van

Cause I like driving

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