Lyrics

Got to get myself a car
The olds is pretty shot
It's the only car I got
The only car I got
I had that car for ten long years
I drove that car around
Now it's broken down
Now it's broken down

You used to sit next to me
When we were feeling strong
Nothing could go wrong
Nothing could go wrong
We took that car to Stony Brook
On hot summer days
When we had to get away
Had to get away

Felt like ice in the water
And fire on the rocks
Things were pretty good
And we could take our knocks
We were living on the backroads
We were breathing country air
Never had regrets
And we never had a care

Just about three years ago
All was heaven sent
I don't know where it went
Don't know where it went
Now the olds don't look so good
And were going for a walk
You say we gotta talk
Say we gotta talk