The only song I know of about a Japanese car -- making love in a Subaru, 1977

Making Love in a Subaru

That's what I wanna do with you

We can always feel around the steering wheel

There seems to be so much that we can do

An alibi that I will not allow

is when you tell me that you don't know how

'Cause it's just like being in bedall your clothing you must shed

You can stick 'em in the glove box for now

Don't try to tell me it's a sin

Just lie back, I'll put a hickey on your chin

When you act this indiscreet, creating so much body heat

the tachometer will nearly start to spin

And now let us lie between the sheets

and thank heaven for reclining bucket seats

Don't touch that, for goodness sake

you'll release the parking brake

We'll both start to roll down the street (yipes)

Now I'm gonna try to lock your door

Wait a minute, now I'm feeling soreI

t's not that I'm not able, something's sticking in my navel

My gosh, it's the four-on-the-floor (ouch)P

igeons overhead flying high

Circling above us in the sky

Now I'm feeling ill-at-ease, my darling would you please

close the sunroof; something just fell in my eye (yuck)

You say that something's pinching at your feet

Hey look what you just found, hey ain't that neat

It's my roach-clip and my bong

They've been missing for so long

All this time they must have been beneath the seat

Now you're suffocating and I'm water-logged

All the windows are beginning to get fogged

So my dear with your consent

I'll open up the flow-thru vent

I only hope it also isn't clogged

There are other things that we can do

but only if you're tired of getting scratched

Honk the horn real good

and you'll wake the neighborhood

and they'll have a marvelous view

Making Love in a Subaru, my friend

Making Love in a Subaru