More F-body Poety
 

Inspired by the t-top thread in the North Jersey section, and my lack of desire to actually work at the moment, I came up with this pathetic diddy. You can read it to the sound of Huey Lewis and the News' "I want a new drug"

I want a t-top
One that wont fly off
One that wont make me crash my car
Or send me back to the shop

I want a t-top
One that wont hit my head
One that wont cost way too much
Or make my eyes see red

One that wont make me nervous
Wondering where it went
One that wont leak everywhere and cost my last red cent
Just need a perfect fit

I want a t-top
One that wont get me wet
One that dont cost too much
Or keep out the nice sunset

I want a t-top
One that’ll last all day
One that’s easy to remove
And wont fly off on the highway

One that wont make me nervous
Wondering where it went
One that wont leak everywhere and cost my last red cent
Just need a perfect fit
Perfect fit baby

I want a t-top
Match the one I got
One that wont make me feel too hot
One that wont make me squint a lot

I want a t-top
One with no doubt
One that wont make me bitch too much
Or make me have to shout

One that wont make me nervous
Wondering where it went
One that wont leak everywhere and cost my last red cent
Just need a perfect fit