Mustang '65
      by the Fabulous Purple Groundhogs (aka Cosgrove Rushing)
From their North to Bakersfield CD.  Written by Lance Cosgrove  BMIŠ
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Well her spokes were broken and her fenders were bent
me I could barely pay my rent when I first saw the Mustang '65
for sale in a field, a forgotten wreck,
beggin' me boy write that check and get me out of here before I die
I need someone to love me, I was forgotten long ago
the factory no longer make them like me,
won't you drive me down that road

Kiss my rent goodbye but I no longer care
cause I'm flyin' with the summer breeze blowin' through my hair
I remember what it's like to feel alive
driving in my Mustang '65

Well back when a gallon was thirty-five cents,
Lyndon Johnson was the president she was queen of any showroom floor
a two seat, rag top, cherry red paint,
a young man could always take his date
to a drive-in and hang speakers on her door
she needs someone to love her, she was forgotten long ago
I'll take her home and polish her chrome
and go flying down that road

Kiss my rent goodbye but I no longer care
cause I'm flyin' with the summer breeze blowin' through my hair
I remember what it's like to feel alive
driving in my Mustang '65