They asked me through the years
Why I shed these tears.
I of course replied,
When you live in Van Nuys
Smog gets in your eyes.

I thought I played it wise,
So I closed my eyes.
But what do you suppose?
When both my eyes I close,
Smog gets up my nose.

I went to price
An anti-smog device
To put behind my car.
But all too quick,
The smog became too thick,
I could not find my car.

Ten million cars provide
Carbon monoxide.
If they'd all drive a horse,
There'd be no smog, of course,
But there'd be something worse
In your eyes!

(tune of 'Smoke Gets In Your Eyes)