My tin car

I got a car it's made of tin
nobody knows what shape it's in
but I'd like to take you for a ride
when we go, well I'll drive real slow
when the wizzes by I want you to know
I want you, to know it

How'd you ever know how to hurt me?
How'd you ever know how to love?
How'd you ever get so wild?
How'd you ever get so tough?

So how 'bout it you ready to go?
We'll ride through the night to your rock n roll tapes
and hey,
will you be singin'
I know I know we're all made of dust
but in the mean time I really feel so much
I mean really
I feel some thing
I mean really