The One that Got Away

Up here on the roof of the parking lot
after searching for the perfect spot
we’re all tuckered out and already hot;
I see the space now that we should have got!

City parking where are you, where are you, where are you?
Don’t know what to do, what to do …
I was happy when the day began,
I’ve forgotten my lovely plan
to put it plainly, I’m tired of hunting
for place I can park the van!

Take back your restaurants, ay!, your left turn arrows, your night spots, ay-yi-yi!
Can’t keep movin’, ay!, my chassis, ay!, any longer, Why, why, why?!
Now maybe these big city folks, ay!, with their cigarette smoke, their lungs are stronger,
but all this driving round the block and the honking and the noise are too much for me!

First you drive around and spot one there
Then you turn around and lose one here
Then you look around and nothing there
That’s enough, that’s enough
Take it back, my spine’s outta-whack
There’s a strange click-clack
In the back of my sacroiliac!

Take back your traffic, your streetlights, your tourists!
Can’t find parking, engine’s sparking, why so long now?
Now maybe these big city folks, just have more patience, and can stay up later,
but all this sitting in a car and not moving very far are too much for me!

First you drive around and explore there (where?)
Then you turn around and explore here (oh, there)
Then you look around and hover there (why me?)
That’s enough, that’s enough
Take it back, my car’s outta-whack
There’s a strange tick-tock
In the back of my engine block!

Just keep your shopping, your theaters, your convenience!
Bring back the old days, driving behind tractors!
All this prowling, my stomach’s growling, “Where’s my dinner!”
Just forget all the fine foods, art museums and galleries that brought me here tonight!
This daily driving competition gives me a truly awful premonition, that’s right!
Though I like neighborly relations all these crazy new gyrations try my patience — Good night!
Big city night life, not today!

~~~
This photo prompt from GoDogGoCafe brought back memories of Phoenix. After a year in Kilmarnock, I truly appreciate the fresh country air and small town traffic.
Try singing this to the tune of “South America take it away,” but please don’t judge me for the original lyrics!

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