Diana Ross - Old Funky Rolls

In 1925 she stole the show
But that was many, many years ago
Abandoned in a pile of useless junk
I found her never to be lost again
While I`m around her

I could ride forever in my old funky rolls
Just give me a bad hat and some old funky clothes
We don`t care if folks are laughing
When we`re on the road
Can`t you feel that surge of power
Going 18 miles an hour

I could ride forever in my old funky rolls
She ain`t even paid for but she`s mine I suppose
Once they tried to repossess her
But she wouldn`t start
God bless her
Spunky hunk a junk my funky rolls

For 30 years she got by on her looks
That was chic, that was very chic
Her face appeared in all the motor books
Once a week each and every week
When they checked her gasket out
The old girl blew it
Funky was a lemon
She never knew it

But I could ride forever in my old funky, my old funky rolls
She`s got plymouth headlights and
A tank full of holes
Once I thought I really lost her on Cid Boulevard
Funky found the love she needed
Metaphor, overheated

I could ride forever in my old funky, my old funky rolls
Just give me a bad hat and some old, old funky clothes
There goes the radiator
Break me up, I`ll see you later
Spunky hunk a junk my funky
My funky rolls
Rickitick and teak my honey
Wackitack, hack, she`s a honey
Funky hunk a junk
My funky rolls

Come on funky, will you please start?
Funky, I`ll kick your #!#
Funky, would you please start?
Funky, here comes the man from the finance company
That`s a nice car
Nice, Funky
I`ll see you later!
My funky, my funky rolls