Getting Honked

Gettting Honked

You see my hips - hairpin bends
cutting the air in front of you,
You think my skirt is flagging you down,
You like a bit on the side of the road
to break up your journey - I'm safe as your girlfriend
underneath,
It's her route you'd go down in bed with me,
Keep driving - there's a crossroads ahead,
stick to your map, take the right turning.