Hirth Martinez The Driver
He was in her bedroom, he was on the street
She was thirty, he was dirty and he been driving steady for a week
He did it every night, it was good for his head
He had good intentions driving every night
She was skinny, he was happy and everybody always stayed all night
He always wore a hat, it was good for his head
Instead of going asleep, he would drive around the street
Every night while she would sleep, he would keep the wheels burning
In and out of trouble, in and out of phase
Up and down, stop and go, running out of money all the time
He had a lot of hair, it was good for his head
Each and every morning she would go to work
He would grab her, she would struggle, they would end up loving on the floor
He did it every day, it was good for his head
[Guitar Solo]
Driving fast and driving slow
Saying everyone he know
Driving hard and driving fast
He would keep the wheels burning
He was always sweating
She was always cool
He was always driving crazy she was always calling him back home
She did it everyday, it was good for his head
