If I choke Boy you
start me up again
Restring my wires y�know
this gearbox can make the shift polish my rims
Damned if you do
Damned if you don�t
I swear it seems of late boy
I�ve even curved this body to fit your bow

still the rain can�t confuse the thoughts that come
come in rhythm
�cause it never was the Cars and Guitars that came between us
still a thought says
what if I
keep on Drivin�
keep on Drivin�

�Yeah that whip has skirt�
you said it proud
Sometimes I�d watch her idle while you�d tune her up
me with my silencer on
You and your crocodile clip
Me and my alligator pears yeah
all tricked out for the trip
that slid into a spin

You say that �I miss you�
You stop in at my drive-thru
you know you�ll order some some boy
You say that �I miss you�
You stop in at my drive-thru
you know you�ll order some some boy

�cause it never was the Cars and Guitars that came between us
still a thought says
what if I
keep on Drivin�
keep on Drivin�
keep on Drivin�

If I choke Boy
You start me up again
Restring my wires y�know
this gearbox can make the shift polish my rims



"Do you ever screaming in a car just having an argument, reliving an argument? Why didn't I say that? Why is he so stupid? Why can't he understand �mrrrph! And you go, 'What is it going to take, what language is it going to take for us to communicate on this issue?' So I decided what is the language that this guy understands. So I became a car�.one with a stick. That he can put his hands on, and maneuver, and he can polish my rims, and he can step inside me and feel himself become manly, and have a conversation with this car and then I decided that I could also become a guitar. And he could pick me up and play me. And I could listen to what he is trying to say. And if I could just change my shape we could maybe get through this because it never was the cars and guitars that came between us."
-- Tori; The Beekeeper Limited Edition Bonus DVD