navagatin' grass blades completely by feel
got a sasse chasse, sparkle in the sun
all four small bald fat tires rockin through the sand and burnin up

little dune buggy, in the sand
little blue dune buggy, in my hand

okay, i got a rubber band motor hummin' on the beach
and ready for fun
quit spinnin that web and come out and play in the sun
eight thimble sized cylinders to be as smooth as you please
spiders badass fat old abdomen's stuck in the buggy seat

little dune buggy, in the sand
little blue dune buggy, in my hand

squishy transmission was caught in drive
spiderman was squintin' at the sand and the sky
spiderwoman in the front seat, screamin' "go, go ,go!"
he's ridin the accelorator down to the floor with his fuzzy little toe

little dune buggy, in the sand
little blue dune buggy, in my hand

little blue dune buggy
little blue dune buggy
little blue dune buggy
little blue dune buggy

little blue dune buggy
little blue dune buggy
little blue dune buggy
little blue dune buggy