Junky Car
What smoke, that is choking us
The people ask, nobody knows what it is
An old car that is honking
With tricycle tires and a motor that is backwards
I wait in the corner
Like always his faithful girlfriend
My friends are laughing
Whispering things about him
Old car, step by step
Don't stop coming
Old car, little by little
Don't you leave us
Old car, step by step
Don't stop coming
Old car, little by little
Don't you leave us
Look girls, I'm not sorry
And I'm not ashamed of my man
Even though he is poor and has an old car
He treats me like a queen, a man of truth
And even though he has an old car
What's important is that I'm going with him
He isn't the most handsome
But he's my faithful boyfriend
Old car, step by step
Don't stop coming
Old car, little by little
Don't you leave us
Old car, step by step
Don't stop coming
Old car, little by little
Don't you leave us
poem by Mercedes Zoller
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