Nobody could know where she came from.
But from the long long higways, she is gone.
One working headlight, isn't good at night,
but how many knows, how the engine goes

Faithful Buick Opel
Who could drive you to the junkyard?
You came from ol' Germany,
American in your soul.

Don't question why she needs to be so sad.
She'll tell you that it's a kadett's fate.
She jus't cant be loved, it's a car nobody wants,
and nobody likes, they all says "Yikes!"

Faithful Buick Opel...

There is nothing to lose, I heard her say.
Crash all your old cars, let them slip away.
Junk them when they're old, let them rust away,
They will lose their parts, ain't life unkind?

Faithful Buick Opel...

Faithful Buick Opel...