A red carAnd a green carAnd I snap themWith my cameraI bring my friends roundAnd they take photosAnd stay for weekendsSometimes the photos develop by themselvesBars on the windowsillI've got a white houseIt's down in PebbledashSo you can clean it, clean itMuch more easilyBring my friends to the white houseAnd they take photosAnd they take photos of the white houseThey have fun for the weekendThey take their photos back homeAnd bars on the windowsWell the green car moves aroundAnd the red one's always stationaryWhen I take photos of the green carAnd they always come out blueWell it's a fair cop, Mr MercerBut I really do not care, sirSo let's all go back to Rodney StreetAnd we'll dance and we'll screamFrom the bars on the windowsillAnd the red carAnd the red carAnd the red carAnd the red carAnd the red car