Lyrics Nice Cars - Linda Thompson

Nice Cars

Here in my Mercedes wondering what could be
Wrong with the engine or my transmission
Keys won’t turn on, gas won’t go down
Gear stick stuck, just my luck?
Ladies shouldn’t drive nice cars
They’re only gonna break our hearts
Soft cream leather interior
Body’s black, system’s stacked
Drives like it’s flying above the road
Now it’s broke, oh, no
Ladies shouldn’t drive nice cars
They’re only gonna break our hearts
Don’t call my husband
He won’t understand
Don’t call the mechanic
He’ll only lay his dirty hands on it
Loved you more than my three children
Now you’ve gone to auto heaven
Seraphim in calfskin gloves
The only hand your wheel to touch
I said ladies shouldn’t drive nice cars
They’re only gonna break our hearts
Ladies shouldn’t drive nice cars
They’re only gonna break our hearts