Simon’s Flatbed Flow

Yeah,

yeah

This is a story about Simon And his absolute unit of a

ride

Simon rolls up in a clapped Ford Ranger Rust on the panels

but he fears no danger Flatbed on the back made of recycled

pine Standing three foot four,

but he's feeling mighty fine His girl is a shorty,

fitting right under his arm Two miniature sweethearts living on the farm

Simon in the Ranger,

living life so small

Underneath the sky, standing proud and tall

With a flatbed rattling,

driving down the lane Tiny little couple in the passing lane

(yeah,

passing lane!)

He hit the local thrift shop looking for a score Found a

women's quarter-zip right by the door Pastel pink with a collar so

tight He wore it to the golf course looking out of sight

Swung that driver with his miniature stance While his tiny girlfriend did

a little victory dance

(hole in one!)

Simon in the Ranger,

living life so small

Underneath the sky, standing proud and tall

With a flatbed rattling,

driving down the lane Tiny little couple in the passing lane (woo!)

From the thrift shop racks to the country club greens Wildest little

couple that you ever seen In that pink quarter-zip he was royalty (royalty!)

Simon and his Ranger,

rolling away

With the thrift store fashion saving the day

(haha,

flatbed rattle)