Lyrics:
Rah, rah, rumble seats and running boards
Them was the good old days
Knee pants and dime a dance girls, oh, lord
Them was the good old days
Them
is my sacrifice
Numbers on the board, running up the score, numbers on the board, running up the score
Numbers on the board, running up the score,
nothing good that lasts forever.
Time out on the running boards
We're running
Through a world that's lost its meaning
Trying to find a way to love
up on the running board
And there it's when he said
There's a bear in the woods
And I looked right at Kevin
And I said, now Kevin, tell me the truth
up on the running board
And there it's when he said
There's a bear in the woods
And I looked right at Kevin
And I said, now Kevin, tell me the truth
I’m a little piece of tin.
Nobody knows where I have been.
Got four wheels and a running board.
Oh I’m a car! Oh I’m a car!
Honk, honk, rattle,
infinity
Look at the score board running up
Making these bands, don't spend enough
Look at the score board running up
It's always a new one coming up
I put
money buy shot den mi geet weh free
Slide di running board a shot approve then mi breeze it clean
James Hill waa gwaan unuh si di pree pussy violate
mi crush
My self double clutch pon
Dem ends dem dead Glock race
Out in a smaddy head clip afta
Clip afta clip running board
A glide out war head
In
Put that thing in park, I'ma let my fit pick you apart
Glowing in the dark, pretty young girls on board
Running with the marksmen, everything on point
running boards
And the spaniel’s down among
The old black ear
Read about how the Spainard’s down among
The old black hair
And i can’t say who you are
With
no beer
Well, me and my baby
We bought a Ford
And now we sit together
On the running board
Cause my bucket's got a hole in it
Yes, my
for you on the running boards
Near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned
Slowly into autumn
Idiot wind
Blowing like a circle around my
pavement
Well, the interstate's choked with nomadic hordes
In Volkswagen vans with full running boards
Dragging great anchors
Followin' dead-end signs
for you on the running boards
Near the cypress trees, while the springtime turned
Slowly into autumn
Idiot wind
Blowing like a circle around my
verse.
Well, me and my baby - we just bought a ford
And now we sit together - on the running board.
1st chorus
no beer
Well, me and my baby
We bought a Ford
And now we sit together
On the running board
Cause my bucket's got a hole in it
Yes, my
test your memory
My Dearie
Do you recall when Henry Ford couldn't even fix
The running board under a Chandler six
Dearie, life was cheery
In
a Ford
And now we sit together - on the running board.
1ST CHORUS
abandoned Ford
When I touched the hand of my brother Bill
It was as stiff as a running board
They put the last clean shirt
On my poor brother Bill
They put
dropped that thing on the running board.
Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got 'em for sale, I mean.
Yes she got 'em for sale.
Hot tamales
of July, test your memory
My Dearie
Do you recall when Henry Ford couldn't even fix
The running board under a Chandler six
Dearie, life was cheery
always cold
Saying something hard edged is off the wall
And it just might be too bold
Well I'm down here on the running board
Where I've been many
verse.
Well, me and my baby - we just bought a ford
And now we sit together - on the running board.
1st chorus
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