Ford

[Verse 1] We keep at home Pure American blood With three hundred mustang horses Hidden under the hood I take the keys I go and pick up my friends They love the leather feel They only drive Citroens [Chorus] And you have to treat her gently You have to treat Oh, you're messing up the outside! You have to treat her gently You have to treat Oh, you're messing up the outside! [Post-Chorus] I lay down in my brother's Ford [Verse 2] Could pick you up We could go for a drive Senses, they come near It's like it's almost alive I had a bump, once A dog was under the wheel For months after A warmth in the feel [Chorus] And you have to treat her gently You have to treat Oh, you're messing up the outside! You have to treat her gently You have to treat Oh, you're messing up the outside! [Post-Chorus] I lay down in my brother's Ford [Bridge] New luxury interiors GT performance package Long triangular grooves Jane Mansfield Infantile world Reassuring when you have all your eggs in one basket Pasolini Cars with a future Diana Keeping British on the move King of the road [Outro] Ford, Ford Ford, Ford Ford, Ford Ford, Ford Ford, Ford, Ford, Ford