Drivin' Sister Lyrics - Singles - Mott The Hoople

Eight-track machine playing 'Half Moon Bay' 

Drivin' in my Volks down on Hamstead Way 

Her mother got bust on a 88 

And her brother got stuck on my number plate, yeah 

Drivin' sister rock n' roll 

She's an automobeat on the street 

Drivin' sister rock n' roll 

You know she's much, too much on the clutch 

Hey mister bartender, won't you gimme some wine 

I gotta get outta town, meet my baby on time 

He put five gallons in my petrol tank 

You know we've just about made it but her breath sure stank, yeah 

Drivin' sister rock n' roll 

She's got her feet on the wheel 

Drivin' sister rock n' roll 

She don't make with no brakes 

Drivin' sister rock n' roll 

She's an automobeat on the street 

Drivin' sister rock n' roll 

She's much, too much on the clutch 

Drivin' sister rock n' roll 

She's got her feet on the wheel 

Drivin' sister rock n' roll 

She don't make with no brakes 

I said, "Drive, drive, drive, drive 

And drive little sister drive" 

I said, "Drive, drive, drive, drive 

Just drive little sister, drive"