Drive She Said

I hit the deck
 Like a ton of lard
 When the back of my neck
 hit something hard
 A yard of lead
 or a judo chop
 Drive she said
 I'll tell you when to stop
 Up my sleeve
 She stuck me with a spike
 Said you can leave
 Whenever I like
 Give me bread
 Take me round the shops
 Drive she said
 I'll tell you when to stop
 There was eloquence
 Style and poise
 And pure malevolence
 In her voice
 Move it man
 Chop-chop
 Drive she said
 I'll tell you when to stop
 She wore leatherette jeans
 Airwear shoes
 I've never yet seen such a rare hair-do
 A natty dread
 With a borstal crop
 Drive she said
 I'll tell you when to stop
 A morbid silence fills the air
 Threats of violence always there
 Streets ahead
 Now take me round the block
 Drive she said
 I'll tell you when to stop
 What she cried
 I never heard
 As doors slide
 And voices blurred
 The lights were red
 Stuck on stop
 Drive she said
 I'll tell you when to stop
 There was eloquence
 Style and poise
 And pure malevolence
 In her voice
 Move it man
 Chop-chop
 Drive she said
 I'll tell you when to stop