Ridin' the True Companion Songtext
von Paulusma

Caroline is buildin′ on her act
She's the kind that′s never holdin' back
Bein' a wild machine keeps her goin′
Makes her breath down your neck

Or is it my imagination

I′d rather stroll with my true companion
I'd rather read Kerouac
Better off bein′ a pinball wizard
'stead of caught in the trap

Or is it my imagination


Caroline is hunting for her prey
It′s her kind that always needs to play
For a wild machine needs maintenance
Needs a special gasoline

I'd rather stroll with my true companion
I′d rather read Kerouac
I'm better off bein' a pinball wizard
′stead of caught in the trap

Rather ridin′ the true companion
Rather read Kerouac
I'd rather be a pin in the bowlin′ alley
'stead of mindin′ the gap

Or is it my imagination