Lyrics Camaro Man - Blue Meanies

Camaro Man

He’s got a Z-Door daydream
It’s a fantasy
Chrome plated pipe dream
Watch it gleam
It’s a sweet 350
It’s a laser beam
Oh, oh, it’s Camaro Man
Everybody’s wasted
They’re sucking smoke
He’ll finish first place
&quot-He's the most
You won’t find a trace of him
Coast to coast
Oh, oh, it’s Camaro Man!
Alright ladies and gentlemen, we’ve got a real pressure-cooker here.
At the line, it’s a red mint Camaro, and it’s all balls in a '66 Buick Special.
Four-three-two-one and let’s race It’s chrome to chrome, door hinge to door
hinge, wheel to wheel and the Camaro makes his move he’s pulling out he’s hit
5th gear!
It’s a winner!
It’s a winner!
It’s it’s Camaro Man
All the babes are fingers
Through his mullet dooooo
And the boys are pissed off
It’s the way he moves
So sorry, honey
There’s no room for you
Oh, oh, it’s Camaro Man!