Commie Drives A Nova Songtext

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)