| From the minute that I saw her
|
| I knew I just had to have her
|
| I asked if I could take her for a spin'
|
| But I heard her engine purrin'
|
| And I saw her tail-light blinkin'
|
| I knew I’d never be the same again
|
| So I drove her 'round the corner
|
| Up the street and down the highway
|
| Showin' off to everybody that I seen
|
| She’s a steamlined
|
| Sleek lookin'
|
| Smooth runnin'
|
| Fast movin'
|
| Thrift-takin'
|
| Lovin' machine
|
| She’s a-quick with dual headlights
|
| Padded dash and positive traction
|
| Instant heatin' and a six-way swivel seat
|
| And it’s no wonder that the connoisseurs
|
| Of fine machinery
|
| Feel so happy
|
| When I drive her down the street
|
| She’s got two of the biggest
|
| And the prettiest and the roundest
|
| Softest bluest eyes
|
| You’ve ever seen
|
| If I leave her for a minute
|
| All the hot rods gather 'round her
|
| They just can’t believe that such a thing is real
|
| But they’ve never seen a chassis
|
| Quite as slick and half as classy
|
| They’d give anything
|
| To get behind the wheel
|
| So I keep my little lover
|
| Locked up tight and undercover
|
| Give no one a chance to yell
|
| Mechanic’s glee
|
| She ain’t too fast in the take-off
|
| But she’s a winner in the long run
|
| And she’s ?? |
| ?? |
| when she accelerates
|
| If she shimmies just a little
|
| At high speed; |
| well who’s complainin'?
|
| Fact of the matter is I think it’s kinda great
|
| With the proper restorations
|
| Safety check and a set of glasses
|
| Soon I’ll take her anywhere I choose to be |