There came a day
From every week
That I would drive
In a car of red

You would take me
For a tasty soda
With a neon red cherry on top
The drink would go down without stop

And we would travel home
To see my grandma
She would make a snack
Of scrumptious white rice
I would watch TV while enjoying the snack

I remember those days
Of every week
When that was then
But now I must live on
To the day
When I will relive those days