Rattle Trap Car

Riding around in this rattle trap car

Borrowed from my brother it won’t get far

With a cardboard widow and screwdriver for the shift

And it smells really bad just give it a whiff

I park way in the back so they can’t see me pull in

But they see me anyway much to my chagrin

I get out of the car with a loud creak and a pop

Slam the door shut and the cardboard falls off

When it is time to leave I go get back in

But the key doesn’t fit you gotta jimmy it in

So here I am among the proper and prim

Trying to get the key back into the ignition

No one even bothered to ask if I needed a hand

I open the passenger side door and out fall the beer cans

At this point I could die or at least run away and hide

Why is this happening to me I cried

The car finally starts and I leave in a hurry

Have to be back at home by twelve-thirty

The car is returned no worse for the wear

I’ll never do that again because I just can’t bear

To be seen in this rattle trap Car

Borrowed from my brother it won’t get far