Текст песни Bitchin' Camaro

Hey Jack, what's happenin'? I don't know Well uh, rumour around town says You mighht be thinkin' 'Bout goin' down to the shore Uh, yeah, I think I'm gonna go down to thhe shore Whadda ya gonna do down there? Uh, I don't know, p-play some video gamess Buy some Def Leppard t-shirts Don't forget your Motley Crue t-shirt Y'know all proceeds go to get their Lead singer out a' jail Uh huh Can't wait to go down Hey uh, were ya goonna check out The sand bar while you're down there? Uh, what's the Sand Bar? Ah, it's a place that lets sixteen year-oold kids drink Ah, cool Ya hey, guess who's gonna be there? Uh, who? My favourite cover band, Crystal Ship Wow - Yeah, they do a Doors show You'd be reallly impressed, in fact It goes a little like this Love me two times baby Love me twice today Love me two times girl Cause I got AIDS Love me two times baby once for tomorrow once cause I got AIDS Uh Pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation thhere I hope those guys have a good sense a' humour and don't take us into court Uh, what's the court? Never mind that, the important thing here You mean the People's Court The... Now, that's another story The impportant thing here is that we get To the part where you ask me How I'm gonna get down to the shore Oh, how you gettin' down to the shore? Funny you should ask, I've got a car now Ah wow, how'd ya get a car? Oh, my folks drove it up here from the Bahamas You're kidding! I must be, the Bahamas are islands Okay, the important thing here is That, uh, you ask me what kinda car it is Uh uh, what kinda car do ya' got? I've got a bitchin' Camaro (1.2.3.4) Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro! I ran over my neighbors Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro! Now I'm in all the papers My folks bought me a bitchin' Camaro With no insurance to match So if I happen to run you down Please don't leave a scratch I ran over some old lady One night at the county fair And I didn't get arrested Because my dad's the mayor Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro! Donuts on your lawn Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro! Tony Orlando and Dawn When I drive past the kids They all spit and cuss Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro And they have to ride the bus So you'd better get out of my way When I come through your yard Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro And an Exxon credit card Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro! Hey man where ya headed? Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro! I'm drunk on unleaded!