Jalopy style      There's a spit shine avalanche headin' one way   Headed toward the light bright alley way   The beard blew off the dandelion face   And left a 24-karat button in its place      The chain steering wheel boomerangs from the junkyard   Hard rolling but rolling on the real hard turf   Or for what it's worth, another dent for another tent      So I'm going down jalopy style   If I'm going down, I roll the fur dice   Playing with the lowlife, I travel light, I travel proud   And when I rock the box, I rock the box loud      Bumping and rolling, no stopping for red now   Wheeling and dealing, just stretching the bread now   I'm hatchin' the gold mine, spreading the fever   Take it all over jalopy style, jalopy style      Got the rumble seat bleach with the ruckus on ready   Givin' him the finger with a beep like Jerry   Takin' the trip, hit bricks with the sticks   On the macrame heyday seven mile itch      The whitewalls hit the deck from bionic   On the low-fi jeep beat sonic turf for what it's worth   For what it's worth      Bumping and rolling, no stopping for red now   Wheeling and dealing, just stretching the bread now   I'm hatchin' the gold mine, spreading the fever   Take it all over jalopy style, jalopy style      I'm fixing this mix up from bumper to beat   Just rollin' on, just rollin' on   Kalaka my way down on Nickel Bag Street   Just rollin' on, jalopy style      Bumping and rolling, no stopping for red now   Wheeling and dealing, just stretching the bread now   I'm hatchin' the gold mine, spreading the fever   Take it all over jalopy style, jalopy style      Jalopy style