Engine Trouble

She was born in the early morning
Backseat of that Oldsmobile
Mother was a stunner, father forgot about her
Was probably for the better
She seldom pulls her punches
Instead she throws most of 'em
She'll steal your keys and drive you home
But leave you sleeping all alone

I wish she would love me like I know she could
I wish she would love me like I know she could
I wish she would love me like I know she could

She's been running since she stole that motorcycle
From her weird uncle (STEVE)
She keeps a ragged red rag in the backseat of her denim jeans
She's got stains on her hands, undeniably engine trouble
But whats the fun in putting trust in anything reliable

I wish she would love me like I know she could
I wish she would love me like I know she could
I wish she would love me like I know she could

Woah woah woah no

She was born in the early morning
Backseat of that Oldsmobile
Mother was a stunner, father forgot about her
Was probably for the better

I wish she would love me like I know she could
I wish she would love me like I know she could
I wish she would love me like I know she could

Woah woah woah no



Credits
Writer(s): Vincenzio Donatelle, Ryan Acker, Lee Henke
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