(Thumper. Thmpr. Thmpr.)
You said it was a clunker.
You did my hair and said a prayer
And got into the clunker.

We sang until it hurt.
We sang until it hurt.
We wet our lips and took small sips
And made a little bunker.

Banging. Bngng. Bngng.
We thought the world was ending.
I bruised my eye and watched you cry
While the world was ending.

We had got into the clunker.
We had made a little bunker.
They shot us down, but we made no sound
(Thumper. Thmpr. Thmpr)