Sangtekst: Ike Reilly. Commie Drives A Nova.

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I like the curves of my communist
I love the words of my communist
I kiss the lips of my communist
Grab the hips of my communist
Meet the stars, drink the bars and ride in her car,
She's got a Nova, commie drives a Nova

Here comes my commie with a millionaire
With strap-on hunger and a feedbag
Grinning ear to ear cuz she commandeered
A cocktail weenie at the protest

Drink to the party drink to the host
Fuck this party lets hit the coast
Drive your Nova like it's stolen, go commie go
She got a Nova, commie drives a Nova

I was a worker, she was a commie
I had a job, she had fatigues
Khaki, cammie, fashion and power
She fills 'em out and I aim to please
I never seen nothing baby better than a commie
in her Nova with her panties and a pocket full of rock
She's heavy and sweet and I dig in my heels,
Lay it on the line for the party tonight!

I like the clothes of my communist
Smoke the dope of my communist
Pin the hopes on my communist
Love the homes of my communist
Meet the stars, drink the bars
Drive in the car
She got a Nova, commie drives a Nova (she gettin heavy)

She went from featherweight to flyweight
to bantam weight to lightweight
to phantom weight to welterweight
to helter skelter middle weight
Middle weight to cruiserweight, boozer weight
Used to wait to get it on

featherweight to flyweight
to bantam weight to lightweight
to phantom weight to welterweight
to helter skelter middle weight
Middle weight to cruiserweight, boozer weight
Used to wait to get it on

Commie drives a Nova
Commie drives a Nova
Commie drives a Nova
Commie drives a Nova

She got a Nova
Commie drives a Nova
(feather weight to flyweight
to bantamweight to lightweight
to phantom weight to welter weight)
She got a Nova
Commie drives a Nova (she gettin heavy)