Riding with Martha

She was driving in circles
He was hoping to find
Somewhere less openly cynical
Someplace of one mind

And it was just like momma told me
Be careful of that marrying kind
Cuz if she crush on you might just
Crush your heart in time

Paint her up on the outside
Sweet museum within
She need a name for her pimped out ride
Something to decide if she'll let love in
I said "Martha", and she kissed me
And we did

And I was on my knees
She was squealing
It felt so real from floor to ceiling
Arms and legs and windows steaming
With tears in our eyes
Whoo ooh ooooh

I said "call her Martha"
(Over the dashboard lights)
And she did - (call her Martha)
When suddenly I felt the wheels
Coming off this ride

Cuz though it felt so real
She was steering with that ring on her finger
Just freewheeling and I got the feeling we both
Gonna crash and die
Inside

Riding with Martha opened my eyes

Wait! - Or my heart will break
Every time she pulls away
M-A-R- what's in a name?
T-H-A- (call her Martha)
What's that say?
My hands are shaking in that car
Doesn't say (call her Martha) goodbye
M-A-R-T-H-A
Turn around turn around turn around
Before it's gone too far

She runs on fumes of desire
I'm so inspired when I'm inside her
We get in that car and stay out late
Driving at the speed of fate
Fumbling for the emergency brake

Pull over