From the deepest, darkest depths of...Whitby!
Comes this sordid tale of speed...
Picturesque powered pistons...
Accellerating automotive alarms...
Stunningly stupifying stereo stunts!
One man...a dream...a car...a 1984...Plymouth...HORIZON...
I loved the car from tail to grill
I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't trade the ashtray
For the Queen's engagement ring
But things they started going wrong
And went from bad to worse
The clutch went kinda funny
Then I couldn't use reverse
Still I loved my baby
And would not admit defeat
Just because it left a trail
Of rust along the street
It kept on running bravely
On duct tape and a prayer
Plus a monthly tribute to
The guy who did repairs
It all seems so unfair (That was back the day he bought)
Till one day on the parking lot
They called four-oh-one
My car became the meat between
A Buick-Honda bun
I saw some parts go flying
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