verse 1
I stopped off at the Quick-Sack, for some beer & cigarettes,
This old man took my money as he stared at my Corvette,
He said I had one just like her son, in 1963,
Til' the man down at the bank took her from me.
N.C.
She was the fastest thing around,
Long and lean every young man's dream, She turned every head in town,
She was built, and fun, to handle Son, I'm glad that you dropped in,
She reminds me of the one I loved back then.
Interlude
verse 2
Then I handed him my keys and said here, take her for a spin,
The old man scratched his head and then he looked at me and grinned,
He said son you just don't understand, it ain't the car I want,
It's the brunette in your Vette that turns me on.
N.C.
She was the fastest thing around,
Long and lean every young man's dream, She turned every head in town,
She was built, and fun, to handle Son, I'm glad that you dropped in,
She reminds me of the one I loved back then.
N.C.
She was the fastest thing around,
Long and lean every young man's dream, She turned every head in town,
She was built, and fun, to handle Son, I'm glad that you stopped in,
She reminds me of the one I loved back then.
Outro
She reminds me of the one I loved back then.