my baby drives around town in a suburban
a big black thing just like they drive in the fbi
with lot's of places to fit your can, so much cooler than a mini-van
it's fully loaded with features, every one's meant to satisfy

yeah, my baby drives around in a suburban
she drives through the suburbs of this town
guzzlin' down the fossil fuel, sometimes feeling like a fool
trying to parallel park that thang hopin' nobody's around

oh, my baby looks so good driving her suburban
i see the men turn their heads when she drives her big rig by
a pretty woman driving a gmc rings true with their masculinity
357-v8, electronic shift on-the-fly

yeah, my baby cruises this town in a suburban
a cd player, ten speakers, leather seats that hug her tight
it might look like a mirage, the thing barely fits in the garage
a school bus by day but a love locomotive by night

what do you know, there goes my baby in her suburban
you see there's a permanent smile planted right there between her ears
she's as happy as she can be, she's got herself a brand new suv
but the monthly payments, man, they reduce me to tears


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