Bentley, Part 2

The Bentley quite often played Bohemian Rhapsody whenever Crowley had to go about his demonic business.  The car didn't like the other demons.  One of the times that Crowley had another demon in the car, the Bentley played Death On Two Legs.  Had it been able to play something worse, it really would have.  The other demons made Crowley feel bad and often anxious and sometimes scared and the car didn't like that at all. 

The night that there was a baby in the car, the Bentley was so confused it just let the music pick itself.  And then Crowley nearly got into a head on accident with a lorry and the Bentley just barely managed to help him escape the horrible crash.  And then the baby was no longer in the car and Crowley was going to talk to the angel again.  And the angel was in the car and then the Bentley had another chance.  You're My Best Friend was a particular favorite when the angel was in the car.  Or Somebody to Love.   

And things just seemed to get worse and worse over a short amount of time.  There was a very short amount of time when the angel was in the car quite a lot.  And it only increased over time and then there was a week where the angel was in the car quite a lot.  They went out to that church in the country again, and then they were back in the city.  And then things got bad very fast.  And then there was the fire.  The Bentley had faith in Crowley.  It believed that it would come out of it okay.  Crowley had never let anything bad happen to the car in almost a century.  Why would he start now?  And then there was nothing.  The car was no more.  And then suddenly, everything was good again.  The car was sitting on the street where it belonged and it was so happy to be able to have a drive with its owner.  But Crowley took a taxi rather than get in the car.  

"You've been restored.  There's nothing wrong with you.  Why won't you start?"  Crowley asked as he sat in the car a few days later.  The Bentley decided that taking a taxi was an ultimate offense and refused to start for an entire week.  That was how the car threw a fit.  But the car did start eventually and the angel was in the car again.  They were driving along in silence and for the first time in forty years, the Bentley played a song that wasn't Queen.  

Oh, I can't fight this feeling any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow
What started out this friendship has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let it show

I tell myself that I can't hold out forever
I said there is no reason for my fear
'Cause I feel so secure when we're together
You give my life direction
You make everything so clear

And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might

And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crushing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore

My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you
I've been running around in circles in my mind
And it always seems that I'm following you, girl
'Cause you take me to the places
That alone I'd never find

And even as I wander
I'm keeping you in sight
You're a candle in the window
On a cold, dark winter's night
And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might

And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
It's time to bring this ship into the shore
And throw away the oars, forever

'Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crashing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore ***

Crowley swallowed.  He tried to keep his eyes on the road.  The angel did the same.  Just kept his eyes straight ahead.  It had been silent in the car before the song started and there was no doubting that the two of them had heard it.  Would it have its intended purpose?  Would it do what the Bentley wanted it to do?  It seemed like nothing was going to happen.  Like the Bentley was going to end up moping again.  And then they pulled up to the bookshop and they were inside for quite a long time.  

The Bentley just sat in the street with no knowledge of what could possibly be going on.  And then the Crowley was smiling brightly when he got in his car.  He was actually whistling as he started the car.  Before pulling out into traffic, he stopped to check his reflection in the mirror, noticing the rather large hickey sticking up above the collar of his neck.  He laughed and shook his head, then pulled onto the street.  As they drove along, the Bentley went back to playing Queen.  

This thing called love, I just can't handle it
This thing called love, I must get round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love

This thing (this thing)
Called love (called love)
It cries (like a baby)
In a cradle all night
It swings (woo woo)
It jives (woo woo)
It shakes all over like a jelly fish
I kinda like it
Crazy little thing called love

There goes my baby
She knows how to rock 'n' roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat

I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
And get on my track's
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motorbike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love

I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
And get on my track's
Take a back seat (ah hum), hitch-hike (ah hum)
And take a long ride on my motorbike
Until I'm ready (ready Freddie)
Crazy little thing called love

This thing called love, I just can't handle it
This thing called love, I must get round to it
I ain't ready
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah****