If I Shopped For a Spouse Like I Shopped For An Automobile
I don’t want what everybody has, that’s just not for me,
I look for one that’s different, not everyone’s cup of tea.
She’s not red and loud and flashy, racing down the track;
She’s not afraid to get muddy, but still looks good in black.
I want to take her top off, so she’ll blow back my hair,
Wide open with the doors off, so I can feel the air.
I would take her places, beautiful and warm,
But take comfort in the knowledge, she drives well through a storm
We’d take the road less traveled, not fearing hill or ditch,
And scale the steepest mountain, regardless of the pitch.
We’d get good and dirty, discover brand new places;
With the flashes of the fireworks lighting up our faces.
Get the water steamy, tear a piece out of my shirt,
Work up a good lather and caress away the dirt.
I’d take such good care of her, work to make her shine,
Marvel at her sparkle, and smile because she’s mine.
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