Bobby Caldwell — She Loves My Car lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "She Loves My Car" by Bobby Caldwell.

Lyrics

Drive all night up and down the highway
May be a Monday but it feels like Friday
Pushing faster, pulling her close
It doesn’t matter to her where we go She loves my car
It’s just a machine
She loves my car
I wish she loved me The way she loves my car
All that chrome she loves to stare in A rear-view mirror that she combs her hair in The heat of the engine, the thrill of the ride
That’s all I need to keep her satisfied
She loves my car
It’s just a machine
She loves my car
I wish she loved me The way she loves my car
Don’t stop keep on rollin'
Into the dark, we’ve gone too far
She’s got me driving blind
And I don’t mind