Hot Rodders Lament
I bought myself a coupe De'ville
Louvers on the fender
Lakepipes going down the side
To make the girls surrender
I had it nosed n decked n chopped
One inch from the ground
I wanted nothing but to have
The sharpest ride in town
CHORUS
YES I spend my paycheck
Lord I lay my money down
Well they say I own my car but
It's the other way around
Three grand on the paint job
Four grand on the mill
Two grand on the custom welded powder coated grill
My refrigerators empty and my pantry is a joke
Just to buy the gasoline
I am going broke
CHORUS
My cam is custom ground
And my chrome is solid gold
I'm sleeping on the floor
Because my furnitures been sold
Now take a listen hotrod boys
From lessons I have learned
Don't play around with cars unless
You've got the cash to burn