Dear Mister Ford Lyrics

Dear Mr. Ford, I dearly loved my van,
My '85 F-150 was a beauty when it ran!
But it didn't run a long, long time,
So I buried it in the ground,
Sure it makes a little bit of smell,
But it never makes a sound!
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Cause things fell off and things let go!
And nuts loosened up and I was always being towed!
Things would seize and refuse to work.
And I always felt like a real jerk.
Out there on the road,
When my van wouldn't go,
So...

I got sick of dragging it home
and wouldn't it rot your socks?
Just as I fixed one thing on it, another thing fell off!
So I buried it in the ground,
With a four inch pipe up through 'er,
And now I got me an '85 F-150 Ford Econoline sewer!
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So...
Dear Mr. Ford,
Got thinking the other day;
You know myself and the other fellers kind of liked the old interior
I guess we're willing to pay.
We're ordering a brand new van,
With them seats custom made,
We're going to park it on top of that sewer pipe,
And that's where it's going to stay!
Things won't fall off and won't let go!
Nuts won't loosen up, I won't need a tow!
Things won't seize and refuse to work!
Though I might look like a real jerk,
Every time I got to go!
But it would pleasure me to know!
That my outhouse will be a Ford!