It was one of those days life is aghast days our truck was moving grooving towards the stars but the cars slowed and dials showed that the electricity spectacular and fit on the fritz alas no more gas for the road slowed towed glowing light tonight the alternator it fails to fight
You were my power train hustler I was your blame wagon
I kept the plane flying you were lying with the DANE
I was stuck inside the wave you turned me into a slave
I battled what I CRAVE you sent me to the grave
but the FIX is in it's fine another dine and dash from the ash with cash and the lash we will fix that HONDA
