I feel those sway bars swingin'
And it's not bringin' me joy
On this old lemon peeler
I bought from a car dealer named Roy

Sold me his special mark down
A Yugo parked around back
But now, the engine's missin'
Plus a Sway Ride like this'n ain't jack..

Sign right here, sign right here, sign right here
He said..
Low tires, worn tread
I bought it with a kinda' naggy dread

It's a steal, it's a steal, it's a steal, a beaut..!
So, claimed the slick coot..
Now, bumpin' along, somethin's wrong
Wanna' honk, but the horn won't toot!

Just merged a six lane turnpike
The wheel won't turn like..correct
Revolves two revolutions
Before it even clicks to connect

Gas pedal's on the floor, the.
Top speed is forty, I see
My hands, in prayer, clasp together
On this Sway Ride, I'd rather not be

Should a' kept my old Volkswagen
That I owned for years
I had driven it three hundred thousand
Miles, no fears
It was easy on gas, and never failed
To start in winter's chill
As I think of it more, I purge the urge to kill,
Kill!..Kill!..Kill!

Now, a flashin' light's reflectin'
In my rear view glass
It's a smoky bear state trooper
And he's stopped my ass
It's a ticket I get for cruisin' too slow
And the snaky way it drives
Oh, if I was a cat,
I'd remember this all nine lives..

I stopped the sway bar swingin'..
That was not bringin' me joy
Junked that old Yugo wheeler
That I bought from a dealer named Roy

Scrapped that old Yugo wheeler,
That I bought from a dealer named Roy