If I Shopped For a Spouse Like I Shopped For An Automobile

I don’t want what everybody has, that’s just not for me, I look for one that’s different, not everyone’s cup of tea. She’s not red and loud and flashy, racing down the track; She’s not afraid to get muddy, but still looks good in black. I want to take her top off, so she’ll blow back my hair, Wide open with the doors off, so I can feel the air. I would take her places, beautiful and warm, But take comfort in the knowledge, she drives well through a storm We’d take the road less traveled, not fearing hill or ditch, And scale the steepest mountain, regardless of the pitch. We’d get good and dirty, discover brand new places; With the flashes of the fireworks lighting up our faces. Get the water steamy, tear a piece out of my shirt, Work up a good lather and caress away the dirt. I’d take such good care of her, work to make her shine, Marvel at her sparkle, and smile because she’s mine.