AUTHOR'S NOTES: I just realized I've been doing this for over a year. Thanks for all the support, even in these oh-so-frequent arid patches.
Droids and Wheels
Premise: I love those Jawas. Love 'em like brothers. Or something.
To: Good Charlotte's "Boys and Girls"
Motivators
Aren't running
Restrainers
For stunning
The gold ones will offer annoying translations
We buy and sell nearly
All automations
We salvage everything
Snatching up droids
Letting them go for money
Wheeling through the desert hot and sunny
Power, mechanics,
Just say it, we'll have it
Clean parts, and axle grease
You can't go wrong with our machines
You'll get what you want 'cause we're ready to please
We converse in Basic and Jawa-ese
But watch it, there's nothing for free
Snatching up droids
Letting them go for money
Wheeling through the desert hot and sunny
We're hunting for droids
In a fortress on wheels
We're looking for cash and we're eager for deals
Snatching up droids
Letting them go for money
Glowing-eyed midgets in brown woollen hoods, out on the prowl for material goods
Glowing-eyed midgets in brown woollen hoods, out on the prowl for material goods
Snatching up droids
Letting them go for money
Wheeling through the desert hot and sunny
We're hunting for droids
In a fortress on wheels
We're looking for cash and we're eager for deals
Snatching up droids
Letting them go for money