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Driving my Ford from Henry © PETER ANDERSSON A MUSIC PARODY BASED ON: "LIVING NEXT DOOR TO ALICE" BY: SMOKIE BONUS QUOTE: "Honk if you love peace and quiet." UNKNOWN |
Coppers waved, īcos I missed the sign They said "If youīll be so kind... Your license!" Well I opened the window, and I peered outside I could hardly see with these eyes that SUV, cremosin, that crashed, into another five I donīt know what to do now, or how it feels to go I guess thatīs an experience I do not like to know īCos for eighty-four years Iīve been driving my Ford from Henry Eighty-four years of changing lanes by heart to cut off younger drivers when they think the roadīs for CART Now I got to get used to not driving my Ford from Henry We grew up together, a man and his car We left our skidmarks at every bar Me and A-Ford Now thereīs rust through the door, and the headlights blink Just for a moment, I coughed in sink A big limousine honked loudly, as they passed me and "winked" I donīt know what to do īcept, retiring my hat I guess thereīs a good reason but Iīm feeling kinda flat īCos for eighty-four years Iīve been driving my Ford from Henry Eighty-four years of turning left at whim To you thatīs suicidal but my wit is rather dim Now I got to get used to not driving my Ford from Henry So I kicked back and poured me a brew And I said to self, must this do Drive the A-Ford See the license is gone, but weīre still here You know Iīve survived in it for eighty-four years And the big depression disappeared I DO know what to do now, īcos parking on the bench to me is not an option, Iīm a driving über-mench And for eighty-four years Iīve been known as the driving malice Eighty-four years and mostly on the road Try tell me I must stop and you will hear me lock and load īCos Iīll never fall back, Iīll keep leading them freeway rallys I will never retyre from being a driving malice! © Peter Andersson 2004 |
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