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