Pretty Girl in a Shitty Car

Verse 1:
Pulling up to a traffic light on a rainy day
Glancing to your right, a pretty face
Painted in the rusty frame of a '95 Ford Probe
Garbage bag rear window, and blowing smoke

Chorus 1:
Your mind is racing, the light is waiting
Speculating information
Is she just tired, or is she Asian?
Is she dressed up for an occasion?
A pretty girl in a shitty car
A scrap heap with a movie star

Verse 2:
How do you explain, is she underage?
Does she have a hook, a wooden leg?
Red turns into green, the shit box comes alive
Rattling like silverware, a miracle it drives

Chorus 2:
Is that hijab or just a hoodie?
She couldn't live inside there could she?
Is she poor, or bad at maintenance?
Or is it that everyone is racist?
Is she a proletarian?
Or is she hooked on heroin?

Bridge:
Time enough to think "señorita"
Time enough to picture between the
Seats and stuff, Jesus the excreta
Center console with moldy tortillas
Tape deck jammed with Paula Abdul
God you hope she's not still in school
Any boyfriend must be a dead beat
Crane your neck to look for a car seat

Repeat choruses