Janis Joplin (Remove filter)
Mercedes Benz
with apologies to Janis Joplin
Oh Lord won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz.
Ma friends are all truck drivers ah must make amends
by blowin' clouds of black smoke from ma supercharged back end.
Oh Lord won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz.
Oh Lord won't you fiddle me the exhaust test readin's down
so ah can poison ma neighbors as ah drive around,
belchin' nitrous oxide all a...
Wednesday 19th July 2017 12:30 pm
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