She fed me strawberries and    freezer burned ice cream   I said "Goodbye, I guess"   She lifted up her dress   and so I must confess   we made out one more    time before I left for good   She thought i'd come back but I    wouldnt want to seem like other guys      A book-and-record love   we sat and read our books   between those longing looks   compounded by our fear   my tongue inside her ear   my tongue inside her   in the basement of her mother's   house where we once taped the   first three sides of Sandanista! for my car      We were looking for ourselves   and found eachother    in the Car   it was rare to do much more   than simply mess around   in the Car   it was mostly mutual masterbation   and though we spoke of penetration   I'd have to wait for someone else to try it out      Once I had this dream   where I slept with her mom   A secret all along, unless I've got this wrong   Unless she hears this song   Unless she hears it   on a tape inside her car   with her new husband and she   turns to him and says "I think thats me"      In the Car   We were looking for ourselves   and found eachother    in the Car   we groped for excuses   not to be alone anymore   in the Car   We were aiting for our lives   to start their endings   in the Car   we were never making love,   we were never making love   we were never making love