I stopped off at the Quick-sack
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
in 1963
`Til a man down at the bank took her from me
Chorus:
Oh, she was hotter than a two dollar pistol
she was the fastest thing in town
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 walked in
she reminds me of the one I loved back then
So 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
Repeat Chorus
She reminds me of the one I loved back then