Crazy ’Bout an Automobile (Every Woman I Know)

[Intro: Ry Cooder, Bobby King]
Man, I'm gonna tell you my story
Go on and tell about it, go on and tell about it more
Just what I've been doing
What you've been doing, Ry?
Well, you know I used to be particular about the womens that I picked
Uh huh
Yeah, they used to be tender, lean and tall, that's all
But the way things has been going, I'll take 'em knock-kneed and bow-legged
What?
I'll even take 'em bald!
Ah no, man
I'll tell you why
Please, tell me why!

[Chorus: Ry Cooder]
Every woman I know is crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman I know is crazy 'bout an automobile
And here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

Hey-hey, every woman I know, crazy 'bout an automobile
Oh, every woman I know, crazy 'bout an automobile
And here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

[Verse 1: Ry Cooder]
Now look it here!
They say, walking women home is a thing of the past
Women wants to ride and ride around in class
Some like Cadillacs, boys, some like Fords
And some like anything as long as it rolls

[Chorus: Ry Cooder]
Crazy 'bout an automobile, alright
And here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus: Ry Cooder]
Well, every woman I know is crazy 'bout an automobile
Every woman I know, crazy 'bout an automobile
And here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

[Verse 2: Ry Cooder]
One more thing I wanna tell you
Said, riding and loving just can't be beat
You and your woman in your own front seat
Now, she can play with your keys, shift your gears
Turn on your radio just loud enough to hear
Now, she can turn up your heat and flip on your fan
And then you start rolling just as fast as you can

[Chorus: Ry Cooder]
Crazy 'bout an automobile, alright
And just here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

Every woman I know, crazy 'bout an automobile
Here I am standing with nothing but rubber heels

[Outro: Ry Cooder]
Man, when I get some money I just got to get me some kind of automobile
You don't seem like the women in this town just don't pay no attention to ya 'less you're driving, man
Hey, look at that big, fine Buick over there
Oh, I like that one
Hey now, looks like somebody left the keys in it
Oh, let's take a ride
Ooh, nothing but rubber heels