I was washing antique cars, working part-time for my dad after-school,
when I got the go-ahead to pick a car and spin around the neighborhood.
It was a baby blue '52 Roadstar - it was a beautiful car
That was the night I heard of the fighting and the murder of the schoolmaster's son
last year I asked him who he was afraid of and he answered "everyone"...
but did I even flinch a wrist? should I have tried to undo what had been done ?
now, that's just the way its gotta be ...I should never have to worry myself none.
It was a baby blue '52 Roadstar (it was a beautiful car)...