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Cars at street


A car is a car If it can ride you nearby or far A car is a car When it gets you in time to the bar A car is a car When you are addressed as Madam or Sir But for some A car is not just a car It is a home After a daylight roam It is a home After a nightly roam Kind of like a homelessness Reoccurring syndrome Now give me any banger of a car I'll give it hotly showers of a sauna Play sweet tunes to it from a guitar By the time you watch me stand by it And pose with an exotic cigar Waiting to take you out to dinar You may even prefer it to a modernised jaguar You see, to me A car is just a car Be it in a new silver shining coat Or one decorated with tarnished scars The simple reality Is they all have similar Passenger capacity Whether be it a personalised 8 seater stretch limousine Or a Ferrari with an exploding roaring engine A car is a car A vehicle of motion A medium of transportation Even when it shows signs of erosion As long as it can move from junction to junction I personally sanction A car is just a car
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