Hey baby, lemme pick you up I’ll take you out on the town In a little three cylinder That’s fit for a clown Picture me rollin’ in my ten year old Smart I got no love for the freeway in this glorified golf cart Get pushed to the next lane with every little gust Like these seat covers? I got ‘em at Toys ‘R Us Go to Walmart and I roll up through the parking lot People hatin’ cause I take up half a parking spot Two doors, no space, gotta fold like a map, When I bring home my groceries, they sit on my lap. [Appalachian yodeling interlude] Aye-eee-yode-lay-hee-lay-hee-lay-hee-oh-hee Aye-eee-yode-lay-hee-lay-hee-lay-hee-oh-hee Aye-eee-yode-lay-hay-heeeeeeeeeeee-eee Yode-ehh-lay-hee-hoooooooooo! When I pull up you’re like “Ooh girl, this ride is the shit!” You ride shotgun ‘cause… well… there’s nowhere else to sit We can pick up your friend but y’all are gonna have to double up At least it’s better than ridin’ on the struggle bus Got the gas mileage of a Suzuki with the style of a Lexus It only cost me 25 dollars to drive across Texas Tires so low, there’s no space to absorb it When I hit a pothole it sends us up into orbit Every time I turn the key, I really hope it’ll start ‘Cause the North Pole is far, where the elves make the parts More space than it looks like, yeah I know this is true But it’s still probably a good thing that I’m only five foot two [Appalachian yodeling interlude] Aye-eee-yode-lay-hee-lay-hee-lay-hee-oh-hee Aye-eee-yode-lay-hee-lay-hee-lay-hee-oh-hee Aye-eee-yode-lay-hay-heeeeeeeeeeee-eee Yode-ehh-lay-hee-hoooooooooo! When I pull up you’re like “Ooh girl, this ride is the shit!” You ride shotgun ‘cause… well… there’s nowhere else to sit We can pick up your friend but y’all are gonna have to double up At least it’s better than ridin’ on the struggle bus Moon roof. Heated seats. Windows down. Thumpin’ beats. Got my lady Next to me I love this car But… She don’t agree [Appalachian yodeling interlude] Aye-eee-yode-lay-hee-lay-hee-lay-hee-oh-hee Aye-eee-yode-lay-hee-lay-hee-lay-hee-oh-hee Aye-eee-yode-lay-hay-heeeeeeeeeeee-eee Yode-ehh-lay-hee-hoooooooooo! When I pull up you’re like “Ooh girl, this ride is the shit!” You ride shotgun ‘cause… well… there’s nowhere else to sit We can pick up your friend but y’all are gonna have to double up At least it’s better than ridin’ on the struggle bus Wait, did you say my car is THE shit, or just “shit”, because those are not the same thing… On second thought, don’t answer that.
