I been shut down, thrown out.
Glory knows I'd better take to the holy road.
The sun's going down and I'm feeling bad,
I just lost the best old lady that I've ever had.
And that's why I'm shut down, thrown out.
I'm an old motor scooter that's just not worth the repair.
The sun's going down and I'm getting cold.
I guess I'd better find my way out to the rowdy road, rowdy road.
She's probably somewhere right now
Telling everybody what a fool I've been.
Oh, and what a fool I've been!
And now we're sitting like two bumps on a log
Getting out fair share of the smog.
We're just the All-American boy and his dog.
We're just the All-American boy and his dog.