Rolled off the line, model year '85
Been twenty-plus years and my car's still alive
My Pontiac 6000 is fun
The rare Special Touring E-di-tion
And you should hear that baby run

It won't ever win any points for beau-ty
It just earns its keep and it does its du-ty
The body has dents and the paint is dull
It idles at 90 de-ci-bels
The muffler's stock and has no rust

And I love my 6K
It's not very fast
It won't go that far on a gallon of gas
You feel every jolt
It rides like a truck
The Kelley Blue Book rates it $800 bucks
I hope it's still safe
It has a few leaks
Go over a bump, something rattles and creaks
But it's my 6K
I love my 6K

You need a new car, my dad will say
(Almost got a Mazda Protege)
But I won't give that Poncho up...

If the wiring maze
Inside of the dash
Should ever go out it means bundles of cash
[If] the switches won't switch
The starter won't start
We go on a trip to the local junkyard
But what can I say?
The car's fun to drive
The engine runs strong right up to 85
I love my 6K

(no Protege...)

Sometimes the dashboard lights start to blink
And the check engine light comes on
Or maybe a low lamp power warning
For the brake light that's wired wrong
Heat must be on...

(yeah)

Before you say surely I must be men-tal
Oh, don't you see
Its value to me is all sent-i-men-tal

Even though my 6K
Has 14-inch wheels,
It's still quite a nice - little automobile
There's not much to see
[When] you open the hood
But you can't deny that it handles real good
I love my 6K
I know what I like
And this car sure beats riding [a] bike
I'm driving away
I love my 6K

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Love my 6K
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