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Took her off the showroom floor no down the Chrysler buildin' in the heart of Midtown Two horse-power under the hood Junk in the trunk very far from goods
Designer frames windshields that stay tinted The beautiful thing someone invented Her wrangler had a sticker on the A sign in case tow tried to dump her
view mirror that of Serena William Starin' was a crime then the look, 'em less showers and the Brazilian wax Cash in the glove free from tax
Low on the odometer Graduate with more than a thermometer Spark plugs for conversation She focus on the finish line and destination
Steerin' in the right Made sure I wore seat belts, had air bags for In her tank she loved to stash my I kept her full, super-unleaded
She had a room of skirts and rims The old ones used to swing off that often hung from limbs A temp at the Ford modeling Suburban area the Caucasians be
Her great-grandfather was a Cherokee Explorer and navigator then begin his arrows on Plymouth Rock Commander-in-chief who raise cattle on the sellin' of
King of the frontier, of thoroughbreds He was as sharp as a needle without thread Legend in truth but known to run the His sons were olds who drank thunderbird
cruisers sittin' on fertile soil With that ran off expensive oil Folks braggin' the horse pulled a Volkswagen They Mustang Sally and lollygaggin'
Fished in Lake Tahoe, cooked the impalas with the six-shooters From a range with the dog Rover It was something else to see 'em knock them
Some got in the crossfire Bunch of indicatin' these dudes should retire One was going bald a sunroof A gas guzzler and his was one tooth
A strong accent, and a beard Lincoln Who hated the course, but he loved drinkin' Avenger, used to pick up Had that were ram tough but thick
He wore blazers where he used to the Ruger For encounters with the and cougars A veteran who salute and sing the anthem In accord with the he was the phantom
He had a fat lady, called hummer And um, she needed body work the whole She had a few friends who used to stay in a Abandoned the parkin' lots, and junk yard
Regulars in rest and truck stops players, known to make the tape pop Gold diggers who on the cream Wells Fargo In Vegas, they circle around the Carlo
You know the snakes the fangs and vipers Bloodsuckers who [Incomprehensible] juice then piss diapers Met the at the Outback steakhouse cutlets supreme just for takeout
One of them was forced to in Astoria 'Cause at the auction, they had crowned Since her friends charged her battery Had her runnin' off with the of flattery
She a loud muffler, couldn't trust her Police used to always over this duster A pothead who some called a fire A foul mouth, who have used wiser words
Her man used to hustle and ran a corner So insecure he Lojack on her with his visors low, high-beamin' Temper accelerate, private eye schemin'
He check her consoles for rubbers She would pass the inspection flyin' colors She would turn left if he said On her cycle, he would often run red His voiced echoed as she dodged the
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Her previous owner, all he did was her drove her crazy, she was just a loner He had her leakin' transmission Said it was an accident, mean to do it
No with her grill decayed She uncontrollably, still stayed Another total so the heart Like the freezin' weather that gave her a start
Plus he had a in his garage If he needed a boost, she would give him a He was sentenced for runnin' an escort Escaped prison but made a few nervous
His mother [Incomprehensible] BMW one on the list, so he brought trouble to She done everythin' to her liberty Tried to be outty, but into delivery
to Aspen, survived a avalanche A different element, inside a ranch Far away, when she the pattern The distance was from Mercury to Saturn