What Do You Drive?

July 19, 1999 Joe Ditzel

I’ve dated girls all over the land
From Ohio to Pakistan
Asian, Indian, one from France
Good dates, bad dates, a failed romance

But LA girls are the hardest to please
You’ve got to have some cheddar cheese
They want a guy with cold, hard cash
Looking close at the cards that you flash

And what they really want to know
If you hope to survive
They’ll ask you straight out
What do you drive?

What do you drive?
What do you drive?
What do you drive?
What do you drive?

They want a walking, talking cash machine
An ATM in sneakers and jeans
To finance the life of a diva fair
Jewels and clothes and stylish hair

A house in the hills will do just fine
Winter nights sipping fine wine
But the most important thing by far
What kind of wheels, what brand of car?

What do you drive?
What do you drive?
What do you drive?
What do you drive?

Mercedes, Jaguar, Beemers too
Bentley, Caddy or Hummer new
Got to have a ride that’s clean
Want heads to turn when you make the scene

She likes your blue eyes
Your dirty blond hair
She laughs at your dumb jokes
Your smile doesn’t compare

She only cares in how you arrive
She wants to know honey
What do you drive?

What do you drive?
What do you drive?
What do you drive?
What do you drive?