| Pro toolsTook her off the showroom floor no money down | |
| Near the Chrysler buildin' in the heart of | |
| MidtownTwo hundred horse-power under the hood | |
| Junk in the trunk very far from damaged goods | |
| Designer frames with windshields that stay tinted | |
| The most beautiful thing someone invented | |
| Her wrangler had a sticker on the bumper | |
| A sign in case tow trucks tried to dump her | |
| Rear view mirror that of | |
| Serena William | |
| Starin' was a crime then the look, kill 'em | |
| Brush less showers and the | |
| Brazilian wax | |
| Cash in the glove compartment free from tax | |
| Low mileage on the odometer | |
| Graduate with more degrees than a thermometer | |
| Spark plugs for great conversation | |
| She would focus on the finish line and destination | |
| Steerin' in the right direction | |
| Made sure | |
| I wore seat belts, had air bags for protection | |
| In her tank she loved to stash my tool | |
| I kept her full, super-unleaded fuel | |
| She had a room full of skirts and rims | |
| The old ones used to swing off ropes that often hung from limbs | |
| A temp at the | |
| Ford modeling agency | |
| Suburban area where the | |
| Caucasians be | |
| Her great-grandfather was a | |
| Cherokee Indian | |
| Explorer and navigator travelin' then begin | |
| Sharpenin' his arrows on | |
| Plymouth Rock | |
| Commander-in-chief who raise cattle on the sellin' of livestock | |
| King of the frontier, rider of thoroughbreds | |
| He was just as sharp as a needle without thread | |
| Legend in truth but known to run the herd | |
| His sons were olds mobiles who drank thunderbird | |
| Land cruisers sittin' on fertile soil | |
| With equipment that ran off expensive oil | |
| Folks braggin' said the horse pulled a | |
| Volkswagen | |
| They love | |
| Mustang Sally and lollygaggin' | |
| Fished in | |
| Lake Tahoe, cooked the barracudas | |
| Hunted impalas with the six-shooters | |
| From a long range with the dog | |
| RoverIt was something else to see 'em knock them over | |
| Some got caught in the crossfire | |
| Bunch of rabbits indicatin' these dudes should retire | |
| One was going bald rockin' a sunroof | |
| A gas guzzler and his grill was one tooth | |
| A strong accent, and a beard like | |
| LincolnWho hated the golf course, but he loved drinkin' | |
| Avenger, used to pick up chicks | |
| Had magnums that were ram tough but thick | |
| He wore blazers where he used to hide the | |
| RugerFor encounters with the jaguars and cougars | |
| A veteran who could salute and sing the anthem | |
| In accord with the plan he was the phantom | |
| He had a fat lady, they called hummer | |
| And um, she needed body work the whole summer | |
| She had a few friends who used to stay in a pound | |
| Abandoned the parkin' lots, and junk yard bound | |
| Regulars in rest areas and truck stops | |
| Cassette players, known to make the tape pop | |
| Gold diggers who on the cream like | |
| Wells Fargo | |
| In Vegas, they circle around the | |
| Monte Carlo | |
| You know the snakes with the fangs and vipers | |
| Bloodsuckers who [Incomprehensible] juice then piss from diapers | |
| Met the Cavaliers at the | |
| Outback steakhouse | |
| Chicken cutlets supreme just for takeout | |
| One of them was forced to live in | |
| Astoria'Cause at the auction, they had crowned | |
| VictoriaSince then her friends charged her battery | |
| Had her runnin' off with the sweets of flattery | |
| She kept a loud muffler, couldn't trust her | |
| Police used to always pull over this duster | |
| A pothead who some called a fire bird | |
| A foul mouth, who could have used wiser words | |
| Her man used to hustle and ran a crack corner | |
| So insecure he kept | |
| Lojack on her | |
| Creepin' with his visors low, high-beamin' | |
| Temper would accelerate, private eye schemin' | |
| He would check her consoles for rubbers | |
| She would pass the inspection with flyin' colors | |
| She would turn left if he said right | |
| On her cycle, he would often run red lights | |
| His voiced echoed as she dodged the convo | |
| Pro toolsHer previous owner, all he did was bone her | |
| Some drove her crazy, she was just a loner | |
| He had her leakin' transmission fluids | |
| Said it was an accident, didn't mean to do it | |
| No insurance with her grill decayed | |
| She sobbed uncontrollably, still stayed | |
| Another total eclipse so the heart | |
| Like the freezin' weather that never gave her a start | |
| Plus he had a sidekick in his garage | |
| If he needed a boost, she would give him a charge | |
| He was sentenced for runnin' an escort service | |
| Escaped from prison but made a few nervous | |
| His baby mother [Incomprehensible] | |
| BMWNumber one on the list, so he brought trouble to | |
| She done everythin' to gain her liberty | |
| Tried to be outty, but went into delivery | |
| Moved to Aspen, survived a avalanche | |
| A different element, inside a fatter ranch | |
| Far away, when she changed the pattern | |
| The distance was like from | |
| Mercury to | |
| Saturn |
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