Big Drill Car
Big Drill Car - No Worse For The Wear lyrics
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Calling all cars, Can you guys treat me? Yeah.. Like yourselves, You haven't got a clue. If you're feelin' under strung Like a towel that's been wrung, Toss your cares aside and come with me. What we've got's A celebration. An honest to goodness Jamboree. So toss your cares aside, Don't slow down and wonder why. Pick up your heels And let your soul glide. Now that wasn't too bad, After all. You're no worse for the wear!