in my rusty Chevrolet.
Down the road I go,
sliding all the way.
I need new piston rings.
I need some new snow tires.
My car is held together
by a piece of chicken wire!
Oh, rust and smoke,
the heater's broke,
the door just blew away.
I light a match
to see the dash
and then I start to pray-ay.
The frame is bent,
the muffler went,
the radio's okay.
Oh, what fun it is to drive
this rusty Chevrolet!
I went to IGA,
to get some Christmas cheer.
I just passed up
my left front tire
and it's gettin' hard to steer.
Speeding down the highway,
right past the county cops.
I have to drag my swampers
just to get the car to stop.
Oh, rust and smoke,
the heater's broke,
the door just blew away.
I light a match
to see the dash
and then I start to pray-ay.
The frame is bent,
the muffler went,
the radio's okay.
Oh, what fun it is to drive
this rusty Chevrolet!
Bouncing through the snow drifts
in a big, blue cloud of smoke.
People laugh as I drive by;
I wonder what's the joke!
I have to get to Wal-Mart
to pick up my layaway,
Cause Santa's comin' soon
in his big, old, rusty sleigh!
Oh, rust and smoke,
the heater's broke,
the door just blew away.
I light a match
to see the dash
and then I start to pray-ay.
The frame is bent,
the muffler went,
the radio's okay.
Oh, what fun it is to drive
this rusttttttttty Chevroooooooleeeeeet!
