I am a used car dealer"s fright.
Just a pile of junk down there on the last row.
Sitting there battered and tarnished, watching life go.
When they came with the bill of sale and a truck ready to tow,
I knew I was headed for the junk heap.
Scrap iron to be recycled in somebody"s jeep.
I started screaming, "You can"t have this classy chassis."
I have millions of miles to go.
You need to rebuild the engine, add a new carburetor
and see that the oil can flows.
Polish out the dents, take a tuck in the seats,
four new tires and I will be one of the fleet.
Now I"m a used car dealer"s delight.
Look out when I pass you on the freeway, economy cars and trucks.
This spruced up hunk of metal flies and struts.
This classy chassis has millions of miles to go.
So hurry get my paperwork si
