listen, who's driving, you or me?
it's me, so shut up and let me be
there's a whiskey bottle in the glove box
and Camel Plains, you have to tap them on the top
listen, listen to that, baby-doll
hear that? my favourite part of all
so turn the music up full blast
and don't worry, honey, I always drive this fast
then, just before Monte Carlo
what happened, well that's the final blow
the Jaguar left the bitumen
and somersaulted into a ditch with them
and while they lay there racked with pain
the radio kept on blaring out this refrain
at dawn, they'll use a spoon to scrape up their remains
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