In a summer house out on Cape Cod

A number of years ago

My cousin Charles heard on the radio

On WEEI

The story of an automobile

That had driven from its garage

And killed a number of couples kissing

Down by the oceanside

Charles thought about the ocean's ways

Down the road just a mile

And as he turned off the radio

He saw with his own eyes

The very same door handle they spoke of

Hooked to that radio dial

And the summer breeze blew in the window

That hadn't been open before

So if you hear a radio

You had best beware

Be sure there's not a car around

'Cause the legend still remains



There's a car without a handle

And that car is still at large



There's a car without a handle

And that car is still at large