Car

I pull up the car And I let it run It takes us away from Where we are Oh, what a machine Oh, what a machine Oh, what a machine Oh If I let it soak Will it become clean? Let the salt carry it Away from me Oh, what a machine Oh, what a machine Oh, what a machine Oh I dig both my heels Deep into the field It tells me just how I should really feel Oh, what a machine Oh, what a machine Oh, what a machine Oh