Vārdi: Cledus T. Judd. New Car.

Come on you no good worthless piece of foreign
Wait while I get me a royalty check
I'mma buy me an American made car
Piece of junk

People always shout obscenities
When I stall in their lane
They're all convinced when they see me
Driving this heap that I'm insane

But seat belted in
I push the gas down fearlessly
Breaks stop working then
I watch the engine overheat

I need a new car, I can't ever get far
This one breaks down on me all the time
It's got four bald tires and it always backfires
And I'm sick of that check engine light
I need a new car

I replaced all the cables and hoses
Had grease all over my face
For a couple weekends
I had parts thrown all over the place

I put it back together fast
But now it's even worse
Now my friends just laugh
'Cause it only goes in reverse

I need a new car, getting to work's hard
When you have to drive backwards all the time
I'd find a junkyard and I'd sell it for parts
But I know they won't give me a dime
I need a new car

I won't repair anymore
Now the dang transmission's about to fall out
The only thought that's on my brain is the new car
I could be driving now

Rumor is they're having a sale
At the push-pull or drag car lot
If I can get this towed down there
I swear I'll take anything they've got

So with a credit line
Of 20,000 plus
No interest or money down
And no more taking the bus

I got a new car looking like a big star
I don't care if the price was too high
It's got a VCR, cruise control and on star
So I know where I'm at all the time
I got a new car, he got a new car