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This car is not exactly General Lee
If you look at it, you will turn away quickly
It can move when I get it started
I wonder why the previous owner of this car wanted to discard it
I get these teenage punks who ask me in a laughing manner, do you wanna race
I act like I can't hear and respond, New York City didn't make Pace
The a/c works very efficient in the winter time
I made my last payment, now she's all mine
As people stare, I yell go ahead, make my day
I take such pride in my Dodge Aries K
What was Chrysler thinking when they stopped production on such a 
masterpiece
My vinyl seats and no carpet, this car is made to repel fleas
I had to sign a waiver that I would not sue the seller if I contracted Lock Jaw
Or if the look of my car should cause a brawl
Come on honeys, check out what I have to offer these days
Experience some romance in the back seat of my Dodge Aries K
The homies said I should park it in a garage and try to hide her
They said this is the only car in history that could not be a Low Rider
The brothers tell me no way on twenty fours
They tell me drive it off a dock and hope it never washes up on shore
Even  the nerds have their smart ellecky things to say
They just don't understand my love for my Dodge Aries K

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