aimusic.one

(Verse 1)
My old car's got a drinking habit,
Gasoline's its favorite liquor,
Rolls up to the station, says, "Fill 'er up high,
Don't skimp on the pour, let the good times fly."

(Chorus)
She's a rusty old Chevy with a thirst that never ends,
Sippin' on petrol, making amends.
But when she starts to swerve, you know she's had too much,
My car's got a drinking problem

(Verse 2)
With a lead foot and a heavy right hand,
She's the life of the party, oh so grand.
But when she coughs and splutters, it's time to freeze,
My car's got a drinking problem

(Chorus)
She's a rusty old Chevy with a thirst that never ends,
Sippin' on petrol, making amends.
But when she starts to swerve, you know she's had too much,
My car's got a drinking problem

(Bridge)
Here's to my old rust bucket, may she never run dry,
With her drinking problem, she's still my ally.
Through every gas station and every mile we glide,
She may be old and thirsty, but she's got pride!

(guitar solo)

(Chorus)
She's a rusty old Chevy with a thirst that never ends,
Sippin' on petrol, making amends.
But when she starts to swerve, you know she's had too much,
My car's got a drinking problem

(END)

(Outro)
So here's to my old car, she may drink like a fish, but she has her wish.
Through every hiccup and every wild spree, she's still the one for me!
(END)