One Dark Night
In Johnny's car
Freedom's found
The place he loves
to fool around
The tires almost bald
A floorboard's missing
The engine sputters and stalls
Leaves him more time for kissing
So Johnny makes out with his dates
Chugs much too much beer
Weaves all the way home
Struggles to steer
Prays his old woody
into a tight garage space
Johnny's vision's blurred
There's fear on his face
When one dark night
his car doesn't steer right ~
Garage now collapsed
Freedom plays taps
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