Honda Accord

And now, I'm going to do a song with great social and political influence. it goes like this... Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Honda Accord. Mercedes insurance I cannot afford. If I drove a Porche, I'd still be ignored. So oh Lord, won't you buy me a Honda Accord. Oh Lord, won't you buy me some silicone implants. The bre*sts that you gave me don't shake when I dance. Them doctors make mountains out of hills made for ants. So oh Lord, won't you buy me some silicone implants. Oh Lord, won't you buy me a good looking male. My boyfriend is lazy, and big as a whale. Spends all of my money (when he's not in jail). Oh Lord, won't you buy me a good looking male... Everybody... Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Honda Accord. Mercedes insurance I cannot afford. My car's held together by a big bungee cord... So oh Lord, won't you buy me a Honda Accord. That's it.