Plum it, plum it, plum it
She says what's the hurry? Let's drive more slow
Oh, I feel great she says but he already knows it
When the plums take affect
Cruisin' now he's really cruisin'
She's really plumbed out and in her eyes she shows it
Plum it, plum it, plum it
She's plum dumb
Moisture drips from her edible lips
When the plums take affect
Plum dumb
Freeway riding down the freeway
Rolls down the window and hands her a bag of plums
Just a wee bit faster you're not going to fast
Now her nerves are blind, she feels fine
He pulls up beside her in his sporty machine
She is no longer a nervous wreck
'Cause she's fingering his hair and biting his toes
Yes the plums suddenly juice her mind
That he'd better pull over before he gets to Dover
Oh, freeway riding down the freeway
'Cause if he really wants her now the time is wise
She says can't you drive faster, it's getting late
She is no longer a nervous wreck
Plums? Eat them he tells her they'll make ya feel great
Now her nerves are blind, she feels fine
She hops in the car he steps on the gas
Yes the plums suddenly juice her mind
Cruisin' now you're really cruisin'
And as he looks into her eyes he is quick to realize
