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