Valet Parking

The Authers-Valet Parking

Never saw

your drivers eyes

Or me on parking street

We were planning

your demise

Your chauffeur's tired

But you're still on heat

Downtown,

you're burning down

I'm sick of parking cars

I'm sick of parking cars

parking cars

parking cars

There are only -

two people here

Who are worthy

Of your pool

and your palace

So stand down now

Stand down

You're standing down

I'm sick of parking cars

sick of parking cars

parking cars

parking cars

Downtown,

you're burning down

I'm sick of parking cars

sick of parking cars

parking cars

parking cars

Never thought

I'd see the day

When your pale face

turned grey

Got no guts, got no fame

Your epitaph

Sorely missed

Your unfaithful slave

I'm sick of parking cars

sick of parking cars

parking cars

parking cars