They ask me through the years
Why I shed these tears
I of course replied
When you live in Van Nuys
Smog gets in your eyes
I thought I'd play it wise
So I closed my eyes
But what do you suppose?
When both my eyes I close
Smog gets in my nose
I went to price
An anti-smog device
To put behind my car
But all too quick
The smog became so thick
I could not find my car
Ten million cars provide
Carbon monoxide
If they'd all drive a horse
There'd be no smog, of course
But there'd be something worse
In your eyes

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