La Carcachita

Make way here comes
Dr. Chapatín aboard his powerful car
Model one thousand four hundred and nineteen
With paleolithic transmission, archaic steering
Eight-cylinder engine and brakes of patience
Hold on tight because we're going at thirty!

I have the old car
More careful and unique
And although it struggles
No one pushes it to start
The brakes fail
The crankshaft doesn't turn
It lacks belts, rings
Twelve screws and a pedal
Sometimes it doesn't seem to resist
Especially when there are slopes to climb
But after going downhill
It wants to go fast
If I pass by with my old car
Every girl who sees me
Turns strawberry red
From head to toe
They like its design
And the way it runs
And the driver so arrogant
So elegant
If you have a bit of courage
And want to go on the path of love
Get in but chip in
For gas please
Get in but chip in
For gas please