I used to play around with cars
That hastened to the mall.
Now betting that the cartel world
Won't let those prices fall.

CHORUS:
So little fuel, OPEC, I want more fuel. . .Hummer.

They play around and tease us,
Making prices dip then rise.
It's now close to three bucks
And so my cars aren't full; I cries.

CHORUS

Fuel is becoming rare;
SUVs now spend more time parked
And so for the very first time,
I'm thinking they ain't smart.

So little fuel, OPEC, should I waste fuel in Hummer?

The next day's when it dawned on me:
They were lyin' to me
The press, OPEC, the president,
And each oil company.

So little fuel, Iraq's got big oil pools, duh, duh.

They play their games, we drive our cars,
And Bush smirks, "Golly, jeez,
I'd like to help, but I won't change
My fuelish policies."

So Dickie's fool, oh yeah, is gonna foul ANWR.*


*Arctic National Wildlife Refuge