He Doesn't Buy Gas Anymore

He Doesn't Buy Gas Anymore

Jimmy had a very fast car.
He loved driving it really far.
He also had a pickup truck,
For those times he wanted to fuck,
In his truck bed beneath the stars.
He'd leave his truck running for hours.

Then when the gas prices shot up,
He couldn't afford a fill up.
Now, he waits for prices to fall,
Up dollars, down pennies they crawl.
He sold his car, he sold his truck,
He rides a bike, his life now sucks.

He can't bike fast, he can't bike far,
Saves on gas but misses his car.
Wishing he had his truck to fuck,
Now, he is just shit out of luck.
He met a girl riding his bike,
Her face was cute, her skirt was hiked.

They rode together tandem two,
Then they married and said I do.
Now with identical twin boys,
He spoils them, buys them lots of toys.
He never buys them cars or trucks,
'Cause oil and car makers all suck.