El Compacto

[Verse]
El Compacto rolls
It squeaks and it moans
Paint so faded
It’s grown its own tones
Mirror held on by duct tape dreams
Runs on fumes and roadside schemes

[Chorus]
El Compacto
Oh so small
Barely moving
Still stands tall
El Compacto
Hear it groan
World’s worst car
It’s my throne

[Verse 2]
Seats are torn like a pirate’s vest
Horn’s a whisper
It tries its best
Wheels wobble like a drunken jig
This car’s a joke
But it’s my gig

[Bridge]
No AC
No radio tunes
Just the hum of the engine’s ruins
But I laugh as I take the wheel
El Compacto
You’re my deal

[Chorus]
El Compacto
Oh so small
Barely moving
Still stands tall
El Compacto
Hear it groan
World’s worst car
It’s my throne