Driving my fancy automobile, br down a Nevada country road, br asking myself 'how do you feel' br running over a sleepy toad. br Shadows coming, soon it's dark, br I'm just an old fart from the caravan park. br br Got the radio cranked up high, br desert wind in my wild looking hair, br now I wonder whether she'd cry br I really don't think that she could care. br When I left the mongrel did bark br I'm just an old fart from the caravan park. br br Power's great in this old caddy, br top is down, beer on the seat, br she would call me 'sugardaddy' br when I kissed her sweaty feet. br Once as happy as a lark br I'm just an old fart from the caravan park. br br Things deteriorated, sadly, br sex ain't what it used to be br and she took it rather badly br when I wanted to be free. br Called me then a friggin' shark br I'm just an old fart in a caravan park. br br I am going west young man. br Destination big adventure br get a California tan br on the beach, take out the denture, br night cap is straight Cutty Sark br I'm just an old fart, left the caravan park. br br Got to the beach, called Malibu. br Settled right near a stern looking sign, br lady comes out, saying 'How do you do', br would you come share some strawberry wine? br I look at her closely, the contrast is stark, br I'm just an old fart, left the caravan park. br br So the beauty is ancient with plenty of gray, br but she serves with the wine a great raznichee. br In a while she leans over and asks me to stay, br 'my man is away, with the boys in DC br he spends half the year, as a government narc'... br I was once an old fart in a caravan park. br br For that lovely lady out west, named Gyps.