Honda Accord
And now, I'm going to do a song with great social and political influence.
It goes like this...
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Honda Accord.
Mercedes insurance I cannot afford.
If I drove a Porche, I'd still be ignored.
So oh Lord, won't you buy me a Honda Accord.
Oh Lord, won't you buy me some silicone implants.
The breasts that you gave me don't shake when I dance.
Them doctors make mountains out of hills made for ants.
So oh Lord, won't you buy me some silicone implants.
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a good looking male.
My boyfriend is lazy, and big as a whale.
Spends all of my money (when he's not in jail).
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a good looking male...
Everybody...
Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Honda Accord.
Mercedes insurance I cannot afford.
My car's held together by a big bungee cord...
So oh Lord, won't you buy me a Honda Accord.
That's it