

Parked out back where the rust runs deep
I still got my chrome and my memories to keep
These modern wheels they zip and they zoom But they don't know
the road like this old broom My engine purrs with a story
to tell Of open highways and the wind's sweet spell (yeah)
I'm a classic through and through Sturdy heart and a paint job
true
Modern cars they come and go But this old soul still steals
the show
(hey hey)
They got their gadgets and their shiny screens But my leather seats
hold the in-between Of laughter shared on a Sunday drive Where every
mile felt
so alive
Junkyard days don't dim my pride I'm a rolling legend,
can't be denied (ooh)
I'm a classic through and through Sturdy heart and a paint job
true
Modern cars they come and go But this old soul still steals
the show
(hey hey)
So raise a glass to the ones that last Through rain and
shine and the years gone past
We got soul that the new ones lack In this junkyard palace
we stand out back (hahaha)
I'm a classic through and through Sturdy heart and a paint job
true
Modern cars they come and go But this old soul still steals
the show
(hey hey ooh)
(yeah... classic...)