Текст John Conlee – Cars

She was sittin’ on a car lot looking like a dream
Underneath a string of lights
A 49 model and I was sixteen
But I knew it was love at first sight

And the man said, son, I’ll make you a deal
And I knew I had to make her mine
I held my breath and slid behind the wheel
It was my very first time

Cars, just motors and wheels
Rubber and glass and steel
Still, I think back over the years
And it sounds strange, I suppose
But it’s cars I remember most

She was parked on the street by the First Baptist Church
As we ran down the steps hand in hand
My brand new Chevy waiting there at the curve
And we waved to the crowd and got in

Well, the miles went by and so did the years
And I thought that we were doing alright
Till she packed up the kids and picked up the keys
And just drove away one night

Cars, just motors and wheels
Rubber and glass and steel
Still, I think back over the years
And it sounds strange, I suppose
But it’s cars I remember most

Well, the years have gone by and a lot of thing changed
I hardly see the kids any more
Took a new job and moved to LA
And bought me a two-seater Porsche

There’s lots of pretty girls out here and you know
I could be doing alright
But mostly at night I just drive up the cost
And look at the city lights

Cars, just motors and wheels
Rubber and glass and steel
Still, I think back over the years
And it sounds strange, I suppose
But it’s cars I remember most

Cars, just motors and wheels
Rubber and glass and steel
Still, I think back over the years
And it sounds strange, I suppose
But it’s cars I remember most