Testo di Simca

Little blue bomb Is waiting for me I sit right down and turn the key She starts to roll Burning down the west highway She's goin' to where she belongs Don't tell me she's just a car Slip sliding along My stomach We make a stop at chez denny I'm all filled up Simca Feeling sick again Going to someplace where she belongs Don't tell me she's just a car Rolling down the road The red light starts to shine I slow it down Can't push too hard Because she might complain You know where that will leave me tomorrow Don't tell me she's just a car There is where she'll stay