Be careful when you challenge someone - you might not like what you get. Here's my second entry "Old Suburban Blues". Number three is in the works.


Old Suburban Blues

Got me an old Suburban
She don't run so well no mo
Got rust in all the fenders
Got dents in all the doors
Probl'y end up walkin', wearin out my shoes
Lord I feel like cryin' Got them old Suburban Blues

She ain't got no heater
Her tires are bald and flat
The only thing t'ween the road and me
Is a grubby old floor mat
Probly' end up walkin' wearin' out my shoes
Lord can't you hear me cryin' got them old Suburban Blues

The seats ain't but bare springs
And I can't find second gear
The front bumper is in Detroit
Don't know where I lost the rear
Probly' end up walkin', wearing out my shoes
I'm sorry to be whinin' got them old Suburban Blues

Jump start her every morning
While I'm holdin' on the choke
The damn electric lighter
Is the only thing ain't broke
Probly' end up walkin', wearin' out my shoes
I'd like to chuck the whole damn thing, got them old Suburban Blues

I'd Like to get a new car
No more Subs for me
But I can't afford the sticker price
I'm as blue as I can be
Probly' end up walkin', wearin' out my shoes
Stuck with this old heap a' junk, got them old Suburban Blues