| Hey Jack, what’s happenin'?
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| Oh, I don’t know.
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| Well, rumor around town says you think you might be heading down to the shore.
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| Uh, yeah, I think I’m goin’down to the shore.
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| Whatcha gonna do down there?
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| Uh, I don’t know, play some video games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts.
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| Hey, don’t forget to get your Motley Crue t-shirt,
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| y’know, all proceeds go to get their lead singer out of jail.
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| Uh huh.
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| Hey, you gonna check out the sand bar while you’re there?
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| Uh, what’s the Sand Bar?
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| Oh, it’s this place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink.
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| Oh, cool.
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| Y’know who’s gonna be there?
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| Uh, who?
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| My favorite cover band, Crystal Shit.
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| Oh.
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| Yeah, they do a Doors show, you’d be really impressed,
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| in fact, it goes a little like this:
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| Love me two times baby
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| Love me twice today (short musical pause)
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| Love me two times girl
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| Cause I got AIDS
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| Love me two times baby, once for tomorrow, once cause I got AIDS
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| Wow, Pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation there.
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| Yeah, I hope those guys have a good sense of humor and don’t take us to court.
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| Uh, what’s the court?
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| Never mind that,
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| (interrupts) Oh, you mean like the People’s Court?
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| Well, that’s another story; |
| the important thing here is you gotta ask me how I’m gonna get down to the shore.
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| Uh, how you gonna get down to the shore?
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| Funny you should ask, I’ve got a car now.
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| Oh wow, how’d you get a car?
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| Oh, my parents drove it up here from the Bahamas.
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| You’re kidding!
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| I must be, the Bahamas are islands, okay, the important thing now, is that you ask me what kind of car I have.
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| Uh, what kinda car do ya got?
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| I’ve got a BITCHIN CAMARO…
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| BITCHIN CAMARO, BITCHIN CAMARO
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| I ran over my neighbors
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| BITCHIN CAMARO, BITCHIN CAMARO,
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| Now it’s in all the papers
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| My folks bought me a BITCHIN CAMARO with no insurance to match;
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| So if you happen to run me down, please don’t leave a scratch.
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| I ran over some old lady one night at the county fair;
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| And I didn’t get arrested, because my dad’s the mayor.
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| BITCHIN CAMARO, BITCHIN CAMARO
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| Doughnuts on your lawn
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| BITCHIN CAMARO, BITCHIN CAMARO
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| Tony Orlando and Dawn
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| When I drive past the kids, they all spit and cuss,
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| Because I’ve got a BITCHIN CAMARO and they have to ride the bus.
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| So you’d better get out of my way, when I run through your yard;
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| Because I’ve got a BITCHIN CAMARO;
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| And an Exxon credit card.
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| BITCHIN CAMARO, BITCHIN CAMARO
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| Hey, man where ya headed?
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| BITCHIN CAMARO, BITCHIN CAMARO
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| I drive on unleaded. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bitchin' Camaro , by - The Dead Milkmen. Song from the album Big Lizard In My Back Yard, in the genre Иностранный рок