Simca - Samiam

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