Come on Dad   Gimme the car tonight   Come on Dad   Gimme the car tonight   I got this girl I wanna....   Come on Dad   Gimme the car      Come on Dad   Gimme the car tonight   I tell you what   I tell you what I'm gonna do   I'm gonna pick her up   I'm gonna get her drunk   i'm gonna make her cry   I'm gonna get her high   I'm gonna make her laugh   I'm gonna make her...shh   Woman, woman, woman   She gotta, I know she's it       Cuz I'm gonna touch her   All over her body   Gonna touch her   All over her body   Gonna touch her   All over her body   Gonna touch her   All over her body      And she can touch me    All over my body   She can touch me    All over my body   She can touch me    All over my body   She can touch me    All over my body      Time goes by   I can feel myself growing old   Burning inside's making this boy turn out cold      What's wrong   What's right   I don't care when I hate my life   What's wrong, What's right   Y'know people don't care when they hate their life   But how can I explain personal pain   How can I explain personal pain   How can I explain my voice is in vain   How can I explain the deep down   Driving, driving, driving,    We're driving, we're driving, we're driving      Hey Dad   Speaking of driving   Come on Dad   Gimme the car tonight      So much he don't understand,   Just might never make it to a man      Come on Dad   Gimme the car   Come on Dad   I ain't no runt   Come on girl   Gimme your...   Cuz I ain't had much to live for   I ain't had much to live for   Y'know I ain't had much to live for   Y'know I ain't had much to live for