Stan Ridgeway
Drive, She Said

Sittin' right behind me
I could smell her perfume
It was somethin' I'd smelled before
Went through a red light
While I spilled my drink
I could feel somethin' sticky on the floor

I said "miss, you've gotta tell me
Where you wanna go to
I can't keep drivin' round the same block"
So I crumpled my cup
And pulled the gum off my shoe
And then she told me "just shut up
And keep your eyes on the road"


Chorus:
"and just drive," she said
"just drive," she said
"just drive," she said



Well, I watched her put her hands
On the bag in her lap
While I scratched the bald spot on my head
I knew then that my cab was just
A getaway car
But I shut up and drove, like she said


I took a bite of my doughnut
And I offered her one
And I said "lady, are you in a fix? "
Then she reached in her purse
And she pulled out a gun, and said
"now just shut up, and keep your hands on the wheel"


Chorus repeat (okay, okay!)


Spoken
Then the moon disappeared, and it started to rain,
So I put the wipers on full.
And on the bag in her lap I saw the name of a big bank downtown.
And I said, "you don't have to worry about me, nope!"
When I turned the headlights on¨c¨cjust for a minute¨c¨c
I thought I saw the both of us on some kinda tropical island someplace.
Walkin' down a white sandy beach.
Eatin' somethin'...


Chorus repeat


We pulled outta traffic
Down a dark side street
She was fixin' her hair in the mirror
I made a left turn
At a yellow light
Drove my cab fast towards the pier


She boarded the boat
And turned and blew me a kiss
And later on, when the squad car came 'round
I ate a handful of peanuts
And I told 'em this
"i don't rememeber much,
except 'just keep your hands on the wheel'"


Chorus repeat until fade


Spoken:
Hey, hey, uh¨c¨c
Hey, y'all, get outta my way!¨c¨call ya sunday drivers!
Hey, you want one of these, ah, slim jims? they're good!
What? ¨c¨cwhat? you don't¨c¨cyou don't want one?
Well they're 100% meat!

Haven't I seen you somewhere before?
I know, I know, anchorage, that's where I seen ya, anchorage.
Well, where you goin'?
I'm sorry, I don't go in that part of town anymore.
I don't need my windows washed.


Mirror lyrics:

I don't need my windows washed.
I'm sorry, I don't go in that part of town anymore.
Well, where you goin'?
I know, I know, anchorage, that's where I seen ya, anchorage.
Haven't I seen you somewhere before?

Well they're 100% meat!
What? ¨c¨cwhat? you don't¨c¨cyou don't want one?
Hey, you want one of these, ah, slim jims? they're good!
Hey, y'all, get outta my way!¨c¨call ya sunday drivers!
Hey, hey, uh¨c¨c
Spoken:


Chorus repeat until fade


except 'just keep your hands on the wheel'"
"i don't rememeber much,
And I told 'em this
I ate a handful of peanuts
And later on, when the squad car came 'round
And turned and blew me a kiss
She boarded the boat


Drove my cab fast towards the pier
At a yellow light
I made a left turn
She was fixin' her hair in the mirror
Down a dark side street
We pulled outta traffic


Chorus repeat


Eatin' somethin'...
Walkin' down a white sandy beach.
I thought I saw the both of us on some kinda tropical island someplace.
When I turned the headlights on¨c¨cjust for a minute¨c¨c
And I said, "you don't have to worry about me, nope!"
And on the bag in her lap I saw the name of a big bank downtown.
So I put the wipers on full.
Then the moon disappeared, and it started to rain,
Spoken


Chorus repeat (okay, okay!)


"now just shut up, and keep your hands on the wheel"
And she pulled out a gun, and said
Then she reached in her purse
And I said "lady, are you in a fix? "
And I offered her one
I took a bite of my doughnut


But I shut up and drove, like she said
A getaway car
I knew then that my cab was just
While I scratched the bald spot on my head
On the bag in her lap
Well, I watched her put her hands



"just drive," she said
"just drive," she said
"and just drive," she said
Chorus:


And keep your eyes on the road"
And then she told me "just shut up
And pulled the gum off my shoe
So I crumpled my cup
I can't keep drivin' round the same block"
Where you wanna go to
I said "miss, you've gotta tell me

I could feel somethin' sticky on the floor
While I spilled my drink
Went through a red light
It was somethin' I'd smelled before
I could smell her perfume
Sittin' right behind me


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