Tin Lizzie Song She’s an old pile of tin Nobody knows what shape she’s in She’s got four wheels and a running board She’s a Ford, oh she’s a Ford Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, honk, rattle, rattle, rattle, crash, beep, beep Honk, honk (repeat, getting faster and faster)