My friend crashed his car
He crashed it right in a ditch
He asks me how much I'd pay
For a broken down wreck inside a canyon deep
So I tell him to go away

He sits down and tells me
I would never go far
With a 1983 Bugati
But then I say to him that I would sell it all off
But then a problem stems anyway

I won't pay, I won't pay,
No way
So go, stuff this car up your a**
Sail away, sail away
No way
Go stuff it right up your a**



I don't see the point to have a broken down car
I could do so much better you see
Than a broken down vehicle inside a ditch
I could go to town on a ski.

And I guess it won't be far to travel at all yeh yeh yeh
For all that the journey is only small yeh yeh yeh

My friends got a new car
And a new household, which
He pays for with all his money
But his car got crushed inside the impound lot
Which to my mind is very funny

And I guess that he travels very far through the wall yeh, yeh, yeh
But with ABS he won't be a problem at all, yeh, yeh, yeh.

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