Wheels

        Sunday afternoon newspaper
        throw down car drinking gas
        swallowing oil stained road.

        Detroit boredom fighter
        get it up motherfucker
        yeah, makes me feel so good
        they make 'em too small now
        no chrome no steel no guts.

        I toss the keys to the valet--say:
        easy on the short, pal--she's my Sunday
        afternoon newspaper throw down
        car--better than any puking
        plastic import Sunday afternoon
        throw down car, baby.


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