Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
This afternoon, me and my roommate changed my oil
I felt like a man, as I drained my oil pan
I put my car up on bricks
Now there's nothing I can't fix
If I could put you up on bricks
I've never changed my own oil
He said I was three quarts low
He shook his head, he shook his head and said, 'Dan, you're bad'
I said sometimes I forget
And it might just be genetic
Cars escape me just like my dad
Chorus
And I should probably think more about where I'm going and how I'll get there
And I should probably check my tire pressure keep it high so I don't stall
Don't stall
We gapped spark plugs and I guess I learned something new
But I felt bad for that poor guy at Jiffy Lube
He'll change oil, and I'll write songs
And we'll all still get along
Forgive me I meant no wrong
Chorus
And I should probably think more about where I'm going and how I'll get there
And I should probably check my tire pressure keep it high so I don't stall
Don't stall
Don't stall
Dan Potthast Rocks!