Well, I don't care if it rains or freezes,nas long as i got my plastic Jesusnriding on the dashboard of my car.nnThrough all trials and tribulations,nand my travels through the nationsnwith my plastic jesus I'll go far.nnOh Plastic Jesus, Plastic JesusnRiding on the Dashboard of my carnnI'm afraid he'll have to gonhis magnet's ruined my radionIf I have a wreck he'll leave a scarnnRiding down the good ol' fair(?)nWith his nose up in the airna wreck may be ahead, but we don't mindnnTrouble come and he don't seenthose pictures i don't neednand any other thing that lies behindnn(chorus)nnThough the sun shines on his backnmakes him peal and chip and crackn(?????????????) keeps them up to parnnWhen pedestrians try to crossnI let them know who's bossnnever blow the horn or give them warningnnI ride all over townntrying to run them downnand tell them that they'll never see the morningnn(chorus)nnHis Halo fits just rightnAnd I use it for a sightnthey'll scatter all, they'll splatter near and far.