Broken
A chain that’s fallen off
A gear that’s lined up wrong
A belt that’s all worn out
A broken come-along
A four-by at the carwash stuck
Something round here really sucks
A bay that doesn’t give a truck
A babe that doesn’t give two trucks
I’ll try to oil that squeaky wheel
And lighten up the load, you see
I’ll try to tell you how I feel
And somehow get you back to me
Copyright © Mike Martin 2015
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