I stopped off at the Quicksack
For some beer and cigarettes
The old man took my money
As he stared at my Corvette
He said, I had one just like her son, A 1963
'Til the man down at the bank took her from me
Oh, She was hotter than a two dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean every young man's dream she turned every head
in town
She was built in from the handles son,
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
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Then, I handed him my keys and said,
Here take her for a spin,
The old man scratched his head, and said
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
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