She Loves My Car - Ronnie Milsap

Drive all night up and down the highway

It may be a Monday but it feels like Friday

Pushing faster, pulling her close

It doesn’t matter to her where we go

She loves my car, she loves my car

It’s just a machine

She loves my car, she loves my car

I wish she loved me the way she loves my car

All that chrome that she combs her hair in

The rearview mirror that she loves to stare in

The heat of the engine

The thrill of the ride

That’s all I’ve got to keep her satisfied

She loves my car, she loves my car

It’s just a machine

She loves my car, she loves my car

I wish she loved me the way she loves my car

Don’t stop

Keep on rolling

Stop, keep on rolling

Don’t stop

Keep on rolling

Stop, keep on rolling

Til the dark, we’re going too far

She loves my car, she loves my car

It’s just a machine

She loves my car, she loves my car

I wish she loved me the way she loves my car

She loves my car, she loves my car

It’s just a machine

She loves my car, she loves my car

I wish she loved me the way she loves my car

Oh, my car…