Bad Car

I know it's a bad car I know it's a piece of junk

I know the best tire on it is in the trunk

Just when you start to pass it always starts to shake

'Cause over 55 it's a b***h to drive on the interstate

Yeah it's broke down more than it runs

But I'm broke down knowing that it's done

It witnessed all those tears nobody ever saw me cry

When I broke the law through Arkansas to tell my dad goodbye

It didn't get there pretty but it got me there that day

So I'm a little sad to see it roll away

I know it's a bad car I know that the windshield's cracked

When it isn't leaking oil it's leaking gas

It always needs a jump it always needs Freon

Yeah there's death and taxes and the check engine light blinkin' on

But it heard the first bad word that my firstborn ever said

Running late when I hit the brakes at a yellow turning red

There's still Kool Aid on the console that reminds me of that day

So I'm a little sad to see it roll away roll away

It knows more of my secrets than I'll ever tell

So to keep from crying as they tow it away

I tell myself

I know it's a bad car I know it's a piece of junk

I know the best tire on it is in the trunk