I wonder what they're thinking;
the people in their yellow cars.
They sure smile an awful lot.
The car dealer looks at me strangely
when I want to see something
'comfy and chic' in black.
"Surely you must be kidding,"
he tells me as he chortles.
"Black cars are so gloomy,
hardly the automobile
to suit a modern woman.
Now yellow cars, dear,
those are the ticket.
They're vibrant and happy.
Yes, I do believe
yellow is for you."
Out on the highway
I see them driving along.
They look like they're trying
to create a makeshift sun
to combat the dreary sky.
And here I am
on the side of the road,
trying to thumb a ride.

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