Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Well I rolled up my sleeves, had a plan for the day,
Gonna pull that tranny, clear the grime away.
Got my 5/8 wrench, got the creeper too,
Then Jax dropped his ball right in the clutch shoe.

(Chorus)
Ball in the bellhousing, bolt in my shoe,
How’d you get oil on the barbecue?!
We’re fixin’ this Ford, but we’re losin’ our minds,
Jax, stop hidin’ stuff where the sun don’t shine!

(Verse 2)
I built an engine stand outta scrap and hope,
Held together with dreams and a bit of rope.
Jax saw it rollin’ and gave it a chase,
Now my pistons are flyin’ all over the place!

(Chorus)
Spark plugs flyin’, tailpipes loose,
Jax just peed in the drain pan juice.
We’re buildin’ an engine, or makin’ a mess,
Hard to tell—jury’s out, I guess!

(Bridge – Spoken)
"No, Jax! That’s not a chew toy! That’s a torque converter!"
"Wait—why is the carburetor in your dog bed?"

(Verse 3)
Got grease on the ceiling, Jax in the chair,
Covered in stickers and spark plug wire hair.
But we’re laughin’ so hard we forget what’s broke,
‘Til the engine block falls and the garage fills with smoke.

(Chorus)
Timing chain swingin’, Jax chasin’ a cat,
My torque specs blew off with my favorite hat.
A man and his dog, just tryin’ to survive,
One bolt at a time in this DIY dive.

(Outro)
So if you hear us cussin’ from down the street,
It’s just me and Jax in the hot seat.
With a ball in the bellhousing, dreams in a can,
And a half-fixed Ford held together by… man.