Row and row of small cars
They called ‘Kancil” by the way
Lining up on the lonely stretch of road
A pep talk perhaps
Before they zoomed off to the destination
The trunk road
A glimpse of the people
Standing and leisurely looking
What was it that people behave obediently?
The kancil cars got the bug
Along the way the songs sung
Pebbles and humps sometimes
They drove king and queen on the roads
The sun shaft of lights
The wind got them alright
The neatly row of kancil cars
Follow the leader they say ‘aye’
The kancil sung
Knocking the heads on the roads
Telling others make way make way
The small cars the king and queen for today
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