Текст песни New Set Of Tires - Sawyer Brown

New Set Of Tires

She knows I’m a certified mechanic\nIf it’s broke I can fix it in a minute\nGot boxes full of wrenches\nGot a background buildin' engines\nAnd my name on a dirty shirt\nSo I said «Where'd you get those new Pirellis?»\nShe said «What the heck are new Pirellis?\n«And why you gettin' so defensive?\n«I was just out with my girlfriends\n«For a sale at the mall and a hairdo\n«Thought I’d drop the car off for a tune-up\n«So what?»\nI said «Baby, I ain’t callin' you a liar, honey\n«But a girl just don’t go get a new set of tires»\nUnless she’s leavin'\nUnless she ain’t comin' back\nUnless she drove 'em over broken glass and run 'em all flat\nUnless racin' Dale Jr. is her secret desire\nA girl just don’t go get a new set of tires\nNow she knows she can tippy-toe right past me\nIn new clothes, shoes and shiny jewelery\nWith a box of chocolate candy\nAnd a big bouquet of daisies\nAnd I wouldn’t even blink\nBut uh-uh, ain’t no sneakin' around it\nIf it rolls, I know everything about it\nI’ve been up and underneath it\nI can eat and drink and sleep it\nBaby, cars are my life\nNow you might soap it and wash it in the drive, honey\nBut a girl just don’t go get a new set of tires\nUnless she’s leavin'\nUnless she ain’t comin' back\nUnless she drove 'em over broken glass and run 'em all flat\nUnless racin' Dale Jr. is her secret desire\nA girl just don’t go get a new set of tires\nShe can justify the glitter-eyes\nGold toe nail polish, Gucci sunglasses\nAnd the bottle of Italian red wine\nUnless she’s got her eyes on another town and another guy\nA girl just don’t go get a new set of tires\nUnless she’s leavin'\nUnless she ain’t comin' back\nUnless she drove 'em over broken glass and run 'em all flat\nUnless racin' Dale Jr. is your secret desire\nA girl just don’t go get a new set\nUnless she’s leavin'\nUnless she ain’t comin' back\nUnless she’s prone to burnin' rubber at the drop of a hat\nUnless racin' Dale Jr. is your secret desire\nA girl just don’t go get a new set of tires\nUnless she’s leavin'\nUnless she’s leavin'\nUnless she’s leavin'