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This Old Car

This old car written by a parky , I have a friend Denitia A lovely lady she is I rang her up one morning To see if she was in We decided to have some fun In an old reck of a car So off we went With tools in hand to find this old car. This car was for the crusher It had no seats or wheels But we put our heads together And started to build We worked on this old car all day And found some good old wheels We sorted out the puncher And polished up the steel They all come up such a treat All sparkling with a gleam And then when we looked with in the car There was no seats to be seen So of we went to have a fined And there to our amaze Was an old pink push chair That will do as a seat We needed a front seat So that we could drive She put it in excitedly And decided she would drive We realised it need a battery And found one on the ground, We checked it out and to our surprise It started up the car We both jumped in, And of we went Not knowing we're to go And this old car went chugging along And never let us down The radio was blaring The music so much fun We sang along in rhythm To the 70 s songs We followed along the rd And vagus did we find It was all lit up and all aglow With beautiful fairy lights We parked the car,And wondered around We had so much fun that night There were saloons and bars And dancing to ,all through the night We had so much fun,We wanted to stop But had to get on our way We wondered back to the car But we had lost our way We both could not remember , were we parked the car This poor old cars gone missing It's a jaguar It's blue and brown , it has got lots of rust And has a beautiful pink drivers seat, It sing all the songs that you can sing All from the 70s So if you find a car , that's blue and brown And lots of rust you see And that it's a jaguar That sing along to the 70s Please look after this old car It's to good to be crushed It won't never let you down Even though it's full of rust But we have never found it It's gone from our minds We just hope that one day We will hear it coming by We listen out for the 70s The songs we so enjoyed And prohaps one day we will remember We're we left the car Sue gage

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