Letra Don’t Go to Pieces - The Cars
What's it gonna be?
Red jacket girl, lover, midnight spree
What's it gonna be?
You look so imperial
What's it gonna be?
You tried and you tried but you couldn't hook your shoelace
What's it gonna be?
Know you got intention, difficult to see
You can make the switch
You can have your wish
What's it gonna prove?
Turning all the dials, makin' all the right moves
What's it gonna prove?
It's all so mystical
What's it gonna prove?
You look so tacky in your chrome drip belt
What's it gonna prove?
You're ready to rage and startin' to melt down
You can make the switch
You can have your wish
Don't go to pieces
B-b-b-baby
Don't go to pieces
Don't go to pieces
B-b-b-baby
Don't go to pieces
What's it gonna show?
All left out and ready to go
What's it gonna mean?
You feel like trash but you look so clean
What's it gonna do?
All of them angels jealous of you
Where's it gonna go?
Anyplace, faster pace, overcome the low blow
You can make the switch
(Ooooh)
You can have your wish
Don't go to pieces
B-b-b-baby
Don't go to pieces
Don't go to pieces
B-b-b-baby
Don't go to pieces
Don't go to pieces
B-b-b-baby
Don't go to pieces
(Ooooh)
Don't go to pieces
(Ooooh)
B-baby
(Ooooh)
Don't go to pieces
(Ooooh)
Don't go to pieces
B-baby
(Ooooh)
Don't go to pieces
(Doooh)
(fade)