My daddy was the family bassman
My mamma was an engineer
And I was born one dark gray morn
With music coming in my ears
In my ears.

Chorus
They call me baby driver
And once upon a pair of wheels
Hit the road and I’m gone ah
What’s my number
I wonder how your engine feels
Ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What’s my number
I wonder how your engine feels.

My daddy was a prominent frogman
My mamma’s in the naval reserve
When I was young I carried a gun
But I never got the chance to serve
I did not serve.

Chorus

My daddy got a big promotion
My mamma got a raise in pay
There’s no-one home, we’re all alone
Oh come int my room and play
Yes we can play.

I’m not talking about your pigtails
But I’m talking ’bout your sex appeal
Hit the road and I’m gone ah
What’s my number
I wonder how your engine feels.
Ba ba ba ba
Scoot down the road
What’s my number
I wonder how your engine feels.



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    General CommentA throw-away piece of neo-rockabilly, although you've got to love the honking baritone sax and the Wurlitzer piano trills. Don't think the lyrics are particularly profound...
    butterfingersbeckon March 07, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThrow Away????????

    This tune is too damn good to ignore. GET F*CKED ButterfingersBeck.
    degree7on October 21, 2010   Link

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