My Little Car

To the beach or countryside
is where I like to drive.
But now my little car is old
so I can’t go for rides.

My little car he likes to go
he likes his little runs.
Cause when it’s time to go back home
he never wants to come.

He spits and chokes and grumbles
when I turn his little key.
And now his little body
is rusty as can be.

I’m going to miss my little car
I don’t know what I’ll do.
It didn’t matter where I went
I would always take him too.

But now it’s time to say goodbye
because he’s old and stubborn.
And it’s time to let him go
to his little car heaven.