Whenever days are difficult
I'm out on my own
Drive an '86 Golf
Hoping that I could do better
But my car keeps me humble
In the concrete jungle
Despite the wear and tear
It seems to always get me there

Rebuilt the motor because
She decided to blow
And what do you know
Someone stole my stereo, when it's
Time to go I put my foot on the floor
Let the petrol do the work
I ain't complaining no more
Highways and straightaways
A roads and open roads
No matter where I go
I still be making the show
It's kinda like life
And life treats you good
It's not what's on the outside
It's what's under the hood