Michelle (pt 6)

So classes our through
What do we do
There is only one option
I walk out with you

I am older than Michelle
But not by much
Oh, if you ask her
Its more than a touch

Long story short
I have a car
Its not much to look at
But it takes us far

I remember one day
It was smoking and choking
I laughed it off
Pretended "I" was croaking

You really liked that
It sticks with me you know
The way you were happy
My head didnt blow

But thats getting ahead
Of what I just said
That broken down car
It took us far

After school everyday
We ran away
We would drive to a place
Called the tail race

You might think we kissed
You might think we necked
You might think on the way
We should of got in a wreck

These things we did
Dont second guess
But so much more
When I tell you the rest