Park the Car

Her love was a parking garage kiosk Take your ticket when you enter The money saved is legal tender Places money in the slot Park the car in open spot Her love was a parking garage kiosk Promptly throws her arms around him Said she'd never ,ever liked him Plants a kiss right on the lips As she's going leaves a tip Her love's a parking garage kiosk It's a different story different man The miners gold is in the pan Mounts with fury and with ease Makes a slush fund if you please Kiosk Drive the car and the yellow mustang Go to the moon and drink some Tang She feels no guilt or no sorrow Pays the ticket we"ll meet tomorrow Park the car