Alternator
Well I got a little pickup
It used to be a Ford
Its quite a little sweetie, got a four on the floor
All the fellas used to race me
But they don't anymore
Cause lately at the red line she just stalls
Nothing happens when I put it to the bar
Might be the alternator
Could be the coil
Well I got a little gal lives down the line
I pick her up every night at a quarter to nine
Lately when I get there she don't want to go
She said she's tired of walking all the way home
I said, "I can explain"
She said, "I know
It might be the alternator could be the coil"
Might be the alternator could be the coil
Something gone wrong and that's for sure
Took it to the garage, put a note on the door
Said it might be the alternator could be the coil
My mama lives just around the corner
I take her to church every Sunday morning
Last Saturday night she called me up
Said, tomorrow son I think I'll walk
You got troubles of your own
Might be the alternator could be the coil
Might be the alternator could be the coil
Something gone wrong and that's for sure
Took it to the garage, put a note on the door
Said it might be the alternator could be the coil
Might be the alternator could be the coil
Might be the alternator
Might be the alternator
Might be the alternator
Could be the coil
It used to be a Ford
Its quite a little sweetie, got a four on the floor
All the fellas used to race me
But they don't anymore
Cause lately at the red line she just stalls
Nothing happens when I put it to the bar
Might be the alternator
Could be the coil
Well I got a little gal lives down the line
I pick her up every night at a quarter to nine
Lately when I get there she don't want to go
She said she's tired of walking all the way home
I said, "I can explain"
She said, "I know
It might be the alternator could be the coil"
Might be the alternator could be the coil
Something gone wrong and that's for sure
Took it to the garage, put a note on the door
Said it might be the alternator could be the coil
My mama lives just around the corner
I take her to church every Sunday morning
Last Saturday night she called me up
Said, tomorrow son I think I'll walk
You got troubles of your own
Might be the alternator could be the coil
Might be the alternator could be the coil
Something gone wrong and that's for sure
Took it to the garage, put a note on the door
Said it might be the alternator could be the coil
Might be the alternator could be the coil
Might be the alternator
Might be the alternator
Might be the alternator
Could be the coil
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Writer(s): Fred John Elgersma
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