Driving down those city streets

Waiting to get down

Won’t you take your big machine

Somewhere in this town?

Now in the parking lot garage,

I found a proper place,

Just follow all the written rules,

You’ll fit into the space.

Pull up to my bumper baby,

In your long black limosine,

Pull up to my bumper baby,

And drive it in between.

Pull up, to it, don’t drive, through it,

Back it, up twice, now that, fit’s nice.

Operate around the clock,

Slow it if you come in?

I’ve got lot’s of space for everyone

One for you my friend?

My lines are short I’ll fix you up

So won’t you please come on,

Shiny sleek machine you wheeled

It I’ve got to blow your horn.

Pull up to my bumper baby

In your long black limosine,

Pull up to my bumper baby

And drive it in between.

Pull up to it, don’t drive through it,

Back it, up twice, now that fits nice,

Race it, straighten it, let me luricate,

Pull up to my bumper baby (to end)