Old Funky Rolls

In 1925 she stole the show

But that was many, many years ago

Abandoned in a pile of useless junk

I found her never to be lost again

While I'm around her

I could ride forever in my old funky rolls

Just give me a bad hat and some old funky clothes

We don't care if folks are laughing

When we're on the road

Can't you feel that surge of power

Going 18 miles an hour

I could ride forever in my old funky rolls

She ain't even paid for but she's mine I suppose

Once they tried to repossess her

But she wouldn't start

God bless her

Spunky hunk a junk my funky rolls

For 30 years she got by on her looks

That was chic, that was very chic

Her face appeared in all the motor books

Once a week each and every week

When they checked her gasket out

The old girl blew it

Funky was a lemon

She never knew it

But I could ride forever in my old funky, my old funky rolls

She's got Plymouth headlights and

A tank full of holes

Once I thought I really lost her on Cid Boulevard

Funky found the love she needed

Metaphor, overheated

I could ride forever in my old funky, my old funky rolls

Just give me a bad hat and some old, old funky clothes

There goes the radiator

Break me up, I'll see you later

Spunky hunk a junk my funky

My funky rolls

Rickitick and teak my honey

Wackitack, hack, she's a honey

Funky hunk a junk

My funky rolls

Come on funky, will you please start?

Funky, I'll kick your ass

Funky, would you please start?

Funky, here comes the man from the finance company

That's a nice car

Nice, Funky

I'll see you later!

My funky, my funky rolls