Dashing through the shop
In a one-doored SUV,
Past the bays we go,
Screeching all the way.
Nuts and bolts pop off,
Ralph adjusts the sheets,
What fun it is to work in the Canadian collision industry!
Oh, crushed quarter panels, dented rooves,
Procedures can’t’ be found!
Oh, what fun it is to work
In the collision repair industry!
Mixing paint, clearing codes,
Bang out that big dent!
Oh, what fun it is to work,
In the collision repair industry!
Now the ground is white,
Reindeer don their spikes,
Picking fights with motorists
As they blare their horns.
Oh, who’s that?
It’s Dominique,
Seems one met her Jeep.
She needs a fix, twice as quick,
Parts are on delay!
Oh, bumper replace, never repair,
She’ll be on her way.
Oh! Wait here,
The paint did smear! Get it back to the bay!
Oh, collision repair, collision repair,
Never a dull day,
Oh! what fun it is to work
In this grand industry!
Oh, what fun it is to work
In this grand industry!
