Carburetor's gunked up.
Sludge keeps on sludging.
Wires are kinked and cracked.
Everything's caked in lousy Detroit.
Rust belt is frozen, pistons deep red.
I can't even turn the key in this state.
I remember when they designed cars.
I mean, really designed cars.
With tail fins and curves.
Vacationing in Detroit
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My grandpa Pete had a yard full of Detroit-- a Chevy man.
He had a '53 up on blocks next to the shed-- rounded fins. Fins hadn't quite come into their own in '53. Ahh, but that '57 Nomad wagon.. a different story. His pride and joy. Major fins. Man that was a great car. I wonder what ever happened to it?
He had a '53 up on blocks next to the shed-- rounded fins. Fins hadn't quite come into their own in '53. Ahh, but that '57 Nomad wagon.. a different story. His pride and joy. Major fins. Man that was a great car. I wonder what ever happened to it?
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