There was a Canadian slickster .His name was "Jonny Canuck"
He was tall and handsome, and owned an ole merc truck
He drove a little smart 'car, With pretty yellow flames,
Gearbox made of plastic, Differentials made of the same
A Briggs with an 8 horsepower motor, And a radio blasting rock ,
he never ever listened to Rush limbaugh do his blah blah blah talk
The bumper on his car, Was knitted from a hat,
He kept some homemade beer, By the cushion where he sat.
He was headed for Vancouver ,Going to a car show,
he was doing about a 100 mph .and flying kinda low
He roared down Jackass Mountain With the throttle on the floor
His shifter stuck in 5th. His tach on 54.
He came down thru the Canyon ,Pulled out to pass a car ,
And he missed the tunnel entrance At a place called "China Bar"
Now John is back to working, But he's working in the heat,
his designs are for the Devil ,Architec-ing 3 way strreets
And the rock still bears the scratch, Where the smart car struck ,
200 pounds to the salvage yard , pulled there by Icemans truck.
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. '' I think what scares me the most about you guys is that I understand you '' ..... KID
'' lookin good, a little paint adds at least 100hp!'' ....... COOTER
'' well an old guy can dream cant he? ''............ICEMAN
''I would donate organs before selling my slick''........ HOOFBEAT RACER
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. '' I think what scares me the most about you guys is that I understand you '' ..... KID
'' lookin good, a little paint adds at least 100hp!'' ....... COOTER
'' well an old guy can dream cant he? ''............ICEMAN
''I would donate organs before selling my slick''........ HOOFBEAT RACER
