Dashing through the snow,
In my rusty Chevrolet,
Down the road I go,
Sliding all the way.
I need new piston rings,
I need some new snow tires.
My car is held together by
A piece of chicken wire.
Oh rust and smoke
The heaters broke,
the door just blew away.
I light a match
To see the dash and then
I start to pray-ay.
The frame is bent,
The muffler went,
The radios okay.
Oh what fun it is to drive
This rusty Chevrolet!
I drive a Ford!
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