Sportscar from 1971 by COOLDAD

We all know the girl that could've been
Blonde hair, brown eyes
Oh sweet seventeen
And you were with her for god knows how long
Yet you still couldn't tell them her favourite song

And you could tell them all your favourite things
About her body and the things you've seen
Yet you still couldn't even share a word she's said
Even if she shouted them straight in your head

And she said
She spends your money and drives your dad's sportscar
At night she worries, why you never took it far
She'd love you still, but you're just not her type
Heartbreak all day, and nothing at night

And you think maybe you could just stay in touch
But you know that she hates you
Oh, she hates your guts
But she just wants to go and be herself
Without the judgement of you or anyone else

And she said
She spends your money and drives your dad's sportscar
At night she worries, why you never took it far
She'd love you still, but you're just not her type
Heartbreak all day, and nothing at night

When you were
Worrying about, having a sweet seventeen
Whatever happened to going to be king and queen
Whatever happened to going to see the world
Whatever happened to this gorgeous innocent girl

And she said
She spends your money and drives your dad's sportscar
At night she worries, why you never took it far
She'd love you still, but you're just not her type
Heartbreak all day, and nothing at night

And she said
She spends your money and drives your dad's sportscar
At night she worries, why you never took it far
She'd love you still, but you're just not her type
Heartbreak all day, and nothing at night

And she said
She spends your money and drives your dad's sportscar
At night she worries, why you never took it far
She'd love you still, but you're just not her type
Heartbreak all day, and nothing at night

Drive your dad's sportscar
Will it ever go far
Or will it just stay the same

• Rock
• alternative
• indie
• punk
• surfy
• Geelong