We were sixteen at the most McCartney was our holy ghost And we were sure our smiles would never turn to tears Eighteen caught us pretty fast Legal to make love at last Something we'd been playing with for years
Yeah life was great in '65 Made this boy feel so alive Growing up made something go all wrong It seemed loke all the ways of the world Look away from the thoughts of a pretty girl Now I wanna go back to catch up in this song
I don't want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy Little loving on the weekends make me feel alright I don't want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy To kiss away my blues in the full moon light
So life became an conglomination Of mamas ways and a woodstock nation I was so confused no where to turn And then my lady got so psychodelic No reasons left to be angelic Now I wanna kindle the flame that used to burn
I don't want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy Little loving on the weekends make me feel alright I don't want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy To kiss away my blues in the full moon light
I don't want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy Little loving on the weekends make me feel alright I don't want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy To kiss away my blues in the full moon light...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
