Counting the pennies,
I just helped rescue from the jar.
It won’t be too long,
Till they’re exchanged for a car.
A red shiny mustang,
With matching interior.
With a waxwork shine so dazzling.
Making all other dull cars look inferior.
Counting the pennies in the jar.
I won’t have to count for too long.
For mum’s just turned out the lights.
So my red mustang will be but a dream once more.