Текст Weird Al Yankovic – She Drives Like Crazy

Where’d you learn how to steer
You do eighty in second gear
When you drive, I can’t relax
Got your license from Cracker Jacks

She drives like crazy
Like no one else
She drives like crazy
And I’m afraid for myself

They’ll put you behind bars
We’re not playin’ bumper cars
Did a great figure eight
In the middle of the interstate
Tires squeal wherever we go
Even hitchhikers just say no

She drives like crazy
Her car’s a mess
She drives like crazy
She’s got a death wish I guess

She’s a demon
Behind the wheel
Thinks she’s drivin’
The Batmobile

Burnin’ rubber in school zones
Runnin’ over traffic cones
Passin’ «semi-«s on the right
Now my knuckles are turnin’ white

She drives like crazy
She’ll break our necks

She drives like crazy
Like no one else
She drives like crazy
Now I’m afraid for myself

She drives like crazy
Like no one else
She drives like crazy
And I’m afraid for myself