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Well, I got behind the wheel of a 77 Honda when I was just sixteen
A finer car had never been built, at least not accordin' to me
Well, I drove that thing for at least two years, I even drove it on LSD
Busted the timing belt, boy a lick a chicken gig and a curse fell down on me
With the Honda dead, I was in a big fix
Oh, woe is me
So I signed me the title to an '81 Accord with fine upholstery
Well that damn thing only lasted two months, two carburetors and a whole lot more
And even though Rush sounded good on the stereo, I had killed that car
For I am the kiss of death
To cars, the kiss of death
Give me the keys and see
The car is history
1990 shined so bright see, I thought I had shaken the curse
An act of fate and not a bit too late, the Mazda ate away
She didn't look like much, but it was fuckin' tough
Runnin', but not too fast
But eat the rich, y'know life's a bitch
Well, years later the ol' girl passed
Well, '94 was a dirty whore that curse just followed me
A pal gave me an '80 olds, a white Cutlass Supreme
Well, I was floored, it had two doors, I was livin' the American dream
But two years later it took a crap and I began to scream
For I am the kiss of death
To cars, the kiss of death
Give me the keys and see
The car is history
'96 was not a kick, I had an '85 Century
Buicks are nice, and I felt no fright drivin' back from Illinois at night
Well on the maiden voyage I dumped the transmission fluid and ran it for two weeks
It's still dead in my driveway, automotive death I wreak
For I am the kiss of death
To cars, the kiss of death
Give me the keys and see
The car is history