(Bill Carmichael/Jonathon Brandmeier) There's a trailer in the middle of the street Equipped with toilet, man it's really neat A man gets out, shuffles his feet away In the road he spots a dime He'll stop and pick it up everytime He gets run down He's bck in town He's a snowbird CHORUS Lookout! There's a car with a snowbird drving He's out for his daily drive So move on There's a car with a snowbird driving So just stay inside If you want to stay alive He goes to Smitty's once or twice a week The snowbird picture's looking really bleak There's more of them moving here every day
He spends his cash, so I'm told He tells me that someday we'll all be old And then to boot he wears a leisure suit He's a snowbird CHORUS There's a car right across the street A compa** on his dash, it can't be beat A man gets in and heads for his Sunday buffet Yeah, yeah, yeah He's in the left lane trying to turn right His vision's blurred, his bowlow tie's too tight Why your home's aluminum! You turquoise scum! You're a snowbird! CHORUS Lookout! ------------------------------------------------------