Pale Blue E-Type - Looper

I want the kind of car they had in the 1960s

Or maybe even the 50s

Something like an E-type

You could dress like Steve McQueen in a car like that

And feel as if you were in the Thomas Crown Affair

And the girl in the seat beside you

She might turn out to be Faye Dunaway

Underneath her headscarf and her sunglasses

And you could pull the roof off, and drive a car like that

All the way down to the south of France

Down to Nice and Cannes

And you could drive too fast until the police started chasing you;

Chasing you through an old town square

And up onto the pavements;

Past all the people sitting outside the cafes

And round and round the fountain;

Through an old market crashing into the fish stalls and the stands of fruit

'Til you finally shook them off and escaped

And in a car like that, when you got to Antibes

You could drive about on the sand, spraying up the waves

And you could forget all about what year it really was

And all about the place you had come from

I want the kind of car they had in the 50s and the 60s

A Porsche 356, or a 190SL

A 1600 Spider or a Citreon DS

Or a pale blue E-type