The Key To Her Ferrari Lyrics

There was one room in her house that was always kept locked.
It was the garage.

I don't want your love
don't want your money
I just want the key to your Ferrari
don't want your bed
don't want your body
I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari
I'm gonna rev it - shake it - brake it
skid it - squeal it - stick it
drop it - hop it - rip it
up and down the 101
don't want your love
don't want your money, girl
I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari.

And then I saw her...
she was a bright red '64 GTO with fins
and gills like some giant piranha fish,
some obscene phallic symbol on wheels...
little rivers of anticipation ran down my inseam
as I kicked those five hundred Italian horses into life
and left reality behind me:
fifty, sixty, seventy miles an hour...
my hand slipped inside the belt of my trousers
as we hit eighty, ninety miles an hour...
and as we pa*sed the magic100 my love exploded
all over her bright pink leather interior...

And at that moment, I thought of my mother.

Don't need no drugs
don't need no liquor
all I want is the key to your Ferrari
your ruby lips - pa!
your perfect figure - eech!
I just want the key to your Ferrari
I'm gonna rev it - shake it - brake it
skid it - squeal it - stick it
drop it - hop it - rip it
up and down the 101
don't want your love
don't want your money, girl
I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari.
He's gonna rev it - gun it - skid it
skip it - shoot it - toot it
brake it - zoom it - vacuum it
up and down the 101
don't want your love
don't want your money, girl
I said all I want is the key to your Ferrari
I just want the key to your Ferrari!
('cause aliens ate my Buick.)

Thomas Dolby - Aliens Ate My Buick

Oct 1998

1. The Key To Her Ferrari
2. Airhead
3. Hot Sauce
4. Pop Culture
5. My Brain Is Like A Sieve
6. The Ability To Swing
7. May The Cube Be With You