Used Cars Lyrics

	作词 : Springsteen
	Lyrics：Bruce Springsteen Music：Bruce Springsteen
	My little sister's in the front seat with an ice cream cone
	My ma's in the black seat sittin' all alone
	As my pa steers her slow out of the lot for a test drive down Michigan Avenue
	Now, my ma, she fingers her wedding band
	And watches the salesman stare at my old man's hands
	He's tellin' us all 'bout the break he'd give us if he could, but he just can't
	Well if I could, I swear I know just what I'd do
	Now, mister, the day the lottery I win I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again
	Now, the neighbors come from near and far
	As we pull up in our brand new used car
	I wish he'd just hit the gas and let out a cry and tell 'em all they can kiss our asses goodbye
	My dad, he sweats the same job from mornin' to morn
	Me, I walk home on the same dirty streets where I was born
	Up the block I can hear my little sister in the front seat blowin' that horn
	The sounds echoin' all down Michigan Avenue
	Now, mister, the day my numbers comes in I ain't ever gonna ride in no used car again

	zuo ci : Springsteen
	Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen
	My little sister' s in the front seat with an ice cream cone
	My ma' s in the black seat sittin' all alone
	As my pa steers her slow out of the lot for a test drive down Michigan Avenue
	Now, my ma, she fingers her wedding band
	And watches the salesman stare at my old man' s hands
	He' s tellin' us all ' bout the break he' d give us if he could, but he just can' t
	Well if I could, I swear I know just what I' d do
	Now, mister, the day the lottery I win I ain' t ever gonna ride in no used car again
	Now, the neighbors come from near and far
	As we pull up in our brand new used car
	I wish he' d just hit the gas and let out a cry and tell ' em all they can kiss our asses goodbye
	My dad, he sweats the same job from mornin' to morn
	Me, I walk home on the same dirty streets where I was born
	Up the block I can hear my little sister in the front seat blowin' that horn
	The sounds echoin' all down Michigan Avenue
	Now, mister, the day my numbers comes in I ain' t ever gonna ride in no used car again

	zuò cí : Springsteen
	Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen
	My little sister' s in the front seat with an ice cream cone
	My ma' s in the black seat sittin' all alone
	As my pa steers her slow out of the lot for a test drive down Michigan Avenue
	Now, my ma, she fingers her wedding band
	And watches the salesman stare at my old man' s hands
	He' s tellin' us all ' bout the break he' d give us if he could, but he just can' t
	Well if I could, I swear I know just what I' d do
	Now, mister, the day the lottery I win I ain' t ever gonna ride in no used car again
	Now, the neighbors come from near and far
	As we pull up in our brand new used car
	I wish he' d just hit the gas and let out a cry and tell ' em all they can kiss our asses goodbye
	My dad, he sweats the same job from mornin' to morn
	Me, I walk home on the same dirty streets where I was born
	Up the block I can hear my little sister in the front seat blowin' that horn
	The sounds echoin' all down Michigan Avenue
	Now, mister, the day my numbers comes in I ain' t ever gonna ride in no used car again

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