(Bill Carmichael/Jonathon Brandmeier)  There's a trailer in the middle of the street  Equipped with toilet, man it's really neat  A man gets out, shuffles his feet away  In the road he spots a dime  He'll stop and pick it up everytime  He gets run down  He's bck in town  He's a snowbird  CHORUS  Lookout!  There's a car with a snowbird drving  He's out for his daily drive  So move on  There's a car with a snowbird driving  So just stay inside  If you want to stay alive  He goes to Smitty's once or twice a week  The snowbird picture's looking really bleak  There's more of them moving here every day  He spends his cash, so I'm told  He tells me that someday we'll all be old  And then to boot he wears a leisure suit  He's a snowbird  CHORUS  There's a car right across the street  A compass on his dash, it can't be beat  A man gets in and heads for his Sunday buffet  Yeah, yeah, yeah  He's in the left lane trying to turn right  His vision's blurred, his bowlow tie's too tight  Why your home's aluminum!  You turquoise scum!  You're a snowbird!  CHORUS  Lookout!  ------------------------------------------------------