Along a little back road known as 234,
Rides an old Dart Custom with all four doors.
She's a sleeper with no slant six, but a 318
With the worst gold paint job you've ever seen.
Animals living under and in the body shell,
But when she's cranked over they run and yell like hell.
Go Go
Go Dart Go
Go Go
Johnny beware
It used to carry illegals in the very back,
They'd a' moan and they'd a' holler crossing railroad tracks.
6000 pounds of steel absorbing all the heat,
On the scratched front hood they'd cook deer meat.
She drove with the force of a falling log,
With a longer wheelbase than a Unimog.
Go Go
Go Dart Go
Go Go
Please start today
To drive this real monster takes a special man,
Enough room in the back for a minivan
Room for buffalo and gunrack in the trunk,
Plus all the room left for recovering drunks.
The old Dodge Dart can make its way,
Going 80 - 85 every day all day.
Go Go
Go Dart Go
Go Go
She's on fire again!
Start her up in the morning, with the manual choke,
You curse and you cuss, at the adjustment yoke.
Once you do finally get her started up,
Go down to Main Street to get beat by a truck.
The UPS man even gets his thrills,
Beating you off the line uphill.
Go Go
Go Dart Go
Go Go
Bungy straps save!
If you pass this car, you will know for sure,
That it's the Dodge Dart Custom from this brochure.
You can smell the burning tires and the oil smoke,
And can hear the constant adjustment of that cursed choke.
But if you try to race her, you might well be quick,
0 to 60 in 10.6!
Go Go
Go Dart Go
Go Go
Where did you go?