Well it's a beat up old thing That hand me down Ford Mustang 150 thousand miles gone The sun has split the dashboard The driver seat is all torn And there's a trick to turn the wipers on It has some rust on either side but that car is mine It burns a little oil grindin' into gear Super glue holding up the rear view mirror But woah oh oh, it has a real good radio Every now and then you'll hear a funny sound And the windows won't roll all the way down But woah oh oh, it has a real good radio I remember the first time Headin' out to a bonfire Turned it up as loud as it would go Oh or the time that Amy and I Drove towards that big Alberta sky I can't believe the speakers didn't blow Singing every single song at the top of our lungs It burns a little oil grindin' into gear Super glue holding up the rear view mirror But woah oh oh, it has a real good radio Every now and then you'll hear a funny sound And the windows won't roll all the way down But woah oh oh, it has a real good radio Music magic on those star lit nights Making memories with that boy of mine It burns a little oil grindin' into gear Super glue holding up the rear view mirror But woah oh oh, it has a real good radio Every now and then you'll hear a funny sound And the windows won't roll all the way down But woah oh oh, it has a real good radio Woah woah woah It has a real good radio