Pop music and my mother

Dishwalla’s “Counting Blue Cars” 

Mom: Is this song about dying? I mean, he’s asking about God …. her….. (listening to the lyrics) and something about who you are … or we are

Me: And why we’re who we are.

Mom: Oh. So is he going to kill himself?

Randy starts laughing at her.

Me: You’re just supposed to count the blue cars, mom.

Mom: What blue cars?

Randy: That’s the name of the song.

Mom: Blue cars?

Me: Counting blue cars.

Mom: That doesn’t even make sense.

Randy: He only says it a couple of times in the song.  They were kind of a one-hit wonder.

Mom: Why does your music never make sense?