My apologies to the Eagles. |
Desperate auto Why don't you run so smoothly? You know you don't look so groovy as you once did. Your paint is fading — it's chipped and scratched, and I'm hating to shell out more cash. I think I replaced your cracked belts once as well as some shorted wires. Those new ones from Joey's Parts Store looked a safe bet. Now it seems to me as your lights die that old Joey's a liar. I guess I'm doomed, and a raw deal is all I'll get. Desperate auto, oh, don't you stall on the freeway! Please just give me some leeway on when you must go! I admit I didn't listen when you burned up a piston. I know I'll be dearly missin' some wheels of my own. Will you forgive me for all this hurtin'? It's my fault vital fluids are spurtin'. You don't run well whether it's night or day. Your windshield's cracked like Humpty-Dumpty. Will this nightmare I endure ever go away? Desperate auto When was your last change of oil? Your coolant smokes and it boils as I open the hood. Now I am prayin', but the tow truck guy's just not sayin' exactly how much green I'll be payin'. Are you gone for good? |