Diana Ross - Old Funky Rolls lyrics

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 a** 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