Carburetor, oh could you help me trace this stall?
See this bumbler of a hatchback is old and jaded
It's revving gas away
I'm depressed - big bucks I pay
On high-way speed I do's all humiliated

Misses - think the air mix never flows
The pistons rat tat tat
Deficient of power - I can't unwind it
Tho' I tramp all gas oh still I'm passed by by a Volks
Must re-adjust the choke
It's burning heaps of fuel
Unlike that Plymouth I'd have been condensed in "duel'
Wish it just wouldn't diesel
Next blast's gonna blow the seals

Carburetor, oh should my belts all race and squall?
Cop reckons needs a muffler (tick-et just gave me)
There's bumping in its grind
You know its tappets grumb'ly chime
The clinks abound, the plugs clap and knocks bode gravely

'Nition points display mind of their own
And jets just hiss and spat
Will heave and backfi-re - I can't unwind it
So I'm appalled, what's the smell? It's on fire! I will choke
I'm overcome with smoke
My heads are caked with oil
I fear that "whooshing' sound means thus unsprings my coil
Tires just will not peel
No vacuum left, so it feels
"No go no go"
Mot-to this set of wheels

Carburetor, won't accelerate at all
Not goin' where I really wanna not walk to
Crank once purred in time
Was a chick magnet in it's prime
Them back seat scenes were fine!

Little gaps decay in spraying hose
(I get the cheap-ass crap)
Should be a Hummer, all fueled and nitrous
So I'd win all the Testosterone Prize at Car Show
Head gasket's gonna blow
My durned intake is hell
I'm so convinced my hood conceals an evil elf
Guess this automobile
At last's lost a lotta zeal