Somebody once told me my Jalopy’s gonna roll me

I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed

She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb

In the shape of an L on her forehead


Well the miles start coming and they don’t stop coming

Fed to the carb to keep the damn thing runnin’

Didn’t make since not drive something fun

Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

So much to do, so much see,

So that’s why I have tools in my backseat

You’ll never know if you don’t go

You’ll never go if your heads don’t flow


It’s a good place and they say it gets better

You’re waxing it now, wait till your first fender bender

But the internet men beg to differ

Judging by the hole in the parts catalog picture

The tires it rides on are getting pretty thin

The roads are getting worn so you might as well drift

My tires are on fire, how about yours?

That’s the way I like it and I never get bored