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Well, I don't look all that ragged For all the time it's been But I'm weakened underneath me Where my frame is rusted thin And this year's state inspection, I just barely passed Won't you drive me 'cross the country, boy This year could be my last I'm a tail-finned road locomotive From the days of cheap gasoline I'm for sale by the side of the road going nowhere Rusty old American dream I rolled off the line in Detroit Back in 1958 Spent three days in the showroom That's all I had to wait I've been good to all who've owned me So have no fear C'mon, boy, put your money down and get me out of here I'm a tail-finned road locomotive From the days of cheap gasoline I'm for sale by the side of the road going nowhere Rusty old American dream Songtexte Now this car needs a young man to own him One who will polish the chrome I will give you the rest of my lifetime Just don't let me die here alone Just jump me some juice to my batt'ry Give that old starter a spin Hear me whir, sputter, backfire through the carburetor And roar into life once again I'm a tail-finned road locomotive You can polish my chrome so clean We can fly off into the sunset together Rusty old American dream Still runnin'! Rusty old American dream Aus Songtexte Mania