Smart, Smart Man in a Fine, Fine Car

rinyville

I’m a smart, smart man
Driving a fine, fine car
But I never used the backseats
Although I travelled far
I’m a smart, smart man
Driving a fine, fine car

Yeah I’m a smart, smart man
Driving a fine, fine car
Still shining like a perfect diamond
Although I travelled far
I’m a smart, smart man
Driving a fine, fine car

the passenger’s seat is dusty
and the backseat’s wrapped in plastic
it still wonders where you went
or where you are

am I a smart, smart man
is this a fine, fine car

am I smart, smart man
is this a fine, fine car
I never really used the backseats
Although I travelled far
In need a fine, fine woman
In my fast, fast car