Jalopy
There's a spit shine headin' one way toward the light bright alley way The beard off the dandelion face And left a 24-karat in its place
The chain steering wheel from the junkyard Hard but rolling on the real hard turf Or for what it's worth, dent for another tent
So I'm going jalopy style If I'm down, I roll the fur dice Playing with the lowlife, I light, I travel proud And when I the box, I rock the box loud
and rolling, no stopping for red now Wheeling and dealing, just stretching the now I'm hatchin' the gold mine, the fever Take it all over style, jalopy style
Got the rumble seat bleach the ruckus on ready Givin' him the finger with a beep Jerry Takin' the trip, hit bricks the sticks On the macrame heyday seven itch
The whitewalls hit the deck from On the low-fi jeep beat sonic turf for what it's For it's worth
Bumping and rolling, no for red now Wheeling and dealing, just the bread now I'm hatchin' the gold mine, the fever it all over jalopy style, jalopy style
I'm fixing this mix up from bumper to Just rollin' on, just on Kalaka my way down on Bag Street rollin' on, jalopy style
Bumping and rolling, no for red now Wheeling and dealing, stretching the bread now I'm hatchin' the gold mine, spreading the Take it all over jalopy style, style
Jalopy