The Ballad of Mr Svensson 12

Lyrics

Mr. Svensson's in the backseat, swaying left and right One too many beers have made his collar tight His Chevy's rolling down the street, a party on four wheels The neighbors shake their heads at all the noise his laughter yields Mr. Svensson, Mr. Svensson Riding in the back of his four-wheel cruiser Mr. Svensson, Mr. Svensson The ultimate party enthusiast loser Lil Richard's blasting through the night Making all the windows shake with fright The Chevy's engine rumbling like a beast about to roar While Svensson's counting empties on the floor He's singing out the lyrics though he doesn't know the words His version of "Tutti Frutti" is the strangest ever heard Backseat boogie, backseat blast Svensson's party is unsurpassed Backseat boogie, backseat show How far will Mr. Svensson go? The stereo is cranked up to eleven or beyond To every beat and rhythm, Svensson's deeply fond His Chevy is a legend in the neighborhood by now A rolling rock and roll machine that makes the people bow Mr. Svensson, Mr. Svensson Riding in the back of his four-wheel cruiser Mr. Svensson, Mr. Svensson The ultimate party enthusiast loser Lil Richard's blasting through the night Making all the windows shake with fright One beer, two beer, three beer, four Mr. Svensson always calls for more Five beer, six beer, hitting the floor Still he's begging, "Pour me some more!" Tomorrow there'll be headaches, regrets and solemn vows But tonight there's only music and wild eyebrows The Chevy keeps on cruising like a ship without a sail Another legendary night in Svensson's boozy tale Mr. Svensson... In his backseat throne... Mr. Svensson... Never going home...