She can thrill for a while
When she's tuned up to fly
And her fluids aren't baked, and her tank isn't dry
When her tranny is sealed and her gaskets don't bleed
She rides tight and wild
But she's always a lemon to me

She can breed true mistrust
She can fake and deceive, too
She can act so uncouth
And forever mislead
And she'll shake and she'll shiver and clunk spastic'ly
Yeah, she squeals and she squeaks
For she's always a lemon to me

Oh, her brakes wear and they smell
Weak and late in response
And her pedals sure bind
Oh, and I'd better watch out
As she skitters and spins
With the strangest of whines

And I vomit and snort
When she's dartin' and weavin'
As she recklessly cuts through
The traffic, I'm heavin'
And I cling in distress
As we burst through some trees
Lamely calling for help
'Cause she's always a lemon to me

Mhmm....

Oh, and it's scary as Hell
And my fate's in her hands
She's unsteady and grinds
Oh, as she quivers and spouts
And delivers chagrin
Rearranging my spine

She is freakin' my mind
As she shudders and drools
Leakin' goo as she wheezes
She's so oddly cruel
And she has me conflicted
Disturbin' my ease
With the grossness she spews
As she rattles and slews
Yes, she's always a lemon to me

Mhmm....