'91 Honda Songtext
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'91 Honda Songtext
Well, there′s so much smog in California these days
I've spent so much time in traffic on the way to LA
There′s nowhere for your car if you get there late
And it's so hard to registrate
Yeah, that's the way it is in my ′91 hatchback
Every time I try you know I fail the smog check
It always gets me down
On the day when I get that letter from the state
But those greens lights are just fantastic
Oh, my brakes lock up
At the red lights, the engine can barely stay on
In my ′91 Honda
So, I spend 300 dollars trying to get it fixed
And up and down The Five like a lunatic
Went up to Santa Anna had some things replaced
But it still wouldn't do the trick
But I met this girl named Paula, down in Tampa Bay
She moved back to California, to the desert yeah
She said, "I know a guy who could fix your Honda
′Cause she could use a lot of love"
Those green lights are just fantastic
Oh, my brakes lock up
At the red lights, the engine can barely stay on
In my '91 Honda, my ′91 Honda
So I'm on my way
I′m on my way
Yeah, I'm on my way, to Victorville
Where I know someone who knows it there
Those green lights are just fantastic
Oh, my brakes lock up
At the red lights, the engine can barely stay on
In my '91 Honda, my ′91 Honda
I've spent so much time in traffic on the way to LA
There′s nowhere for your car if you get there late
And it's so hard to registrate
Yeah, that's the way it is in my ′91 hatchback
Every time I try you know I fail the smog check
It always gets me down
On the day when I get that letter from the state
But those greens lights are just fantastic
Oh, my brakes lock up
At the red lights, the engine can barely stay on
In my ′91 Honda
So, I spend 300 dollars trying to get it fixed
And up and down The Five like a lunatic
Went up to Santa Anna had some things replaced
But it still wouldn't do the trick
But I met this girl named Paula, down in Tampa Bay
She moved back to California, to the desert yeah
She said, "I know a guy who could fix your Honda
′Cause she could use a lot of love"
Those green lights are just fantastic
Oh, my brakes lock up
At the red lights, the engine can barely stay on
In my '91 Honda, my ′91 Honda
So I'm on my way
I′m on my way
Yeah, I'm on my way, to Victorville
Where I know someone who knows it there
Those green lights are just fantastic
Oh, my brakes lock up
At the red lights, the engine can barely stay on
In my '91 Honda, my ′91 Honda
Writer(s): Edwin Ackerson, Patrick Carrie, Justin Entsminger, Gary Michael Louris, Robert Maclean, Matthew Stephens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com