Parking Lot
by Jeff Tweedy
From the album: Twilight Override
Duration: 03:53
Lyrics for Parking Lot
There's a version of me that hangs out in parking lots In my brain or my subconscious Whatever He has a car, the hood is popped Talking to some other me's I don't recognize Gathered around Staring down at the engine block Milder me's But this guy This show-off showing off Kinda rules He obviously knows a lot about cars I or the me I most am Drives by in the backseat of my parent's car Wondering what it's like To care that much about chrome Sincerely I'd like to teach the world to sing Fuck Anything