One, two, three, four

What a cloud of smoke that has us choking
Everybody's asking but nobody knows what it is
An old car comes along honking
With tricycle tires and the motor backwards
I'm waiting over on the corner
Like always, his faithful girl
My girlfriends are laughing, 
whispering things about him

(Chorus)
The old car, step by step
Don't stop coming along
The old car, little by little
Don't leave us
(Repeat)

Look girls, I'm not sorry
And I'm not ashamed of my man
Even if he's poor and has an old car
He treats me like a queen, a real man
And even if he has an old car
What matters is that I'm with him
Maybe he's not the best-looking
But he is my faithful boyfriend

Hands up...

Four, three, two, one
Look girls
Look girls
Look girls
Look girls

Look girls, I'm not sorry
And I'm not ashamed of my man
Even if he's poor and has an old car
He treats me like a queen, a real man
And even if he has an old car
What matters is that I'm with him
Maybe he's not the best-looking
But he is my faithful, faithful, faithful boyfriend

Chorus

With every kiss that you give me, I love you more and more
All the little kisses that you've given me
Are always with me
I have them here in my heart
To remember 
How much you love me
And how much I love you 

I need your little kisses every night, every day
Tell me little love that I'm your happiness
Tell me love that I'm the owner of your heart

I need your little kisses every night, every day
Tell me little love that I'm your happiness
Tell me love that I'm the owner of your heart