Sportscar
There you are shining in leather and varnish
You think you're a winner in the private stock
Your jewellery framed on white table cloth
Your boots match your hair your eyes match your socks
I bet you tell stories of wine loosened ladies
And friends of a friend that you used to know
Of course there've been losers but you're nothing shady
And under your polish the engines don't go
You drive in the main road
Not knowing you've gone too far
You carry no backload
And I bet you've got a Sports Car
Defending your lifestyle does nothing to sway me
Your arrogance bores me I know it's not true
So don't waste your time on me I'm just not there
And then I won't waste my time on you.
You drive in the main road
Not knowing you've gone too far
You carry no backload
And I bet you've got a Sports Car
Bet you tell stories of wine loosened ladies
And friends of a friend that you used to know
Of course there've been losers but you're nothing shady
And under your polish the engines don't go
You drive in the main road
Not knowing you've gone too far
You carry no backload
And I bet you've got a Sports Car
I bet you've got a Sports Car
I hear the words
I see the face
You've got the car
But lost the race
I bet you've got a Sports Car
You think you're a winner in the private stock
Your jewellery framed on white table cloth
Your boots match your hair your eyes match your socks
I bet you tell stories of wine loosened ladies
And friends of a friend that you used to know
Of course there've been losers but you're nothing shady
And under your polish the engines don't go
You drive in the main road
Not knowing you've gone too far
You carry no backload
And I bet you've got a Sports Car
Defending your lifestyle does nothing to sway me
Your arrogance bores me I know it's not true
So don't waste your time on me I'm just not there
And then I won't waste my time on you.
You drive in the main road
Not knowing you've gone too far
You carry no backload
And I bet you've got a Sports Car
Bet you tell stories of wine loosened ladies
And friends of a friend that you used to know
Of course there've been losers but you're nothing shady
And under your polish the engines don't go
You drive in the main road
Not knowing you've gone too far
You carry no backload
And I bet you've got a Sports Car
I bet you've got a Sports Car
I hear the words
I see the face
You've got the car
But lost the race
I bet you've got a Sports Car
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Paxman, Judie Tzuke
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