guy 2:It's locked. Why do you need it?
guy 3:My grandfather often snoops around in my car... he might take it and who knows what will happen.
And everybody knows it.
So i'm proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all i find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.