It was a priceless gift if you could call it that A hand me down from his uncle Jack Eugene couldn't help but swell with pride As the wrecker dumped off his brand new ride
He'd have better off leavein' it for dead But he worked for weeks out behind the shed The big day came to finally reveal The souped up green aquarium on wheels Into the cow print seats he gently eased And he blew off in a carbon monoxide breeze
And It was smooth goin' down the street Lots of room for your head and your feet And you can cruse to the eight track beat He was a loser, now he's a racer Behind the wheel of his lime green pacer
Yeah he caused a seen in the center of town As a crowed of people all gathered 'round Then he drove way beyond the last stop light Past the cardboard sign that said 'drag race tonight'
He pulled up to the line as the champion laughed When they drop the flag and he gave it some gas He blinded the champ in a cloud of dust Nuts and bolts and oil and rust You should have heard the four cylinder engine wine As the lime green pacer rolled over the line
And It was smooth goin' down the street Lots of room for your head and your feet Yeah you can cruse to the eight track beat He was a loser, now he's a racer Behind the wheel of his lime green pacer
He was a loser, now he's a racer Behind the wheel of his lime green pacer
Smooth goin' down the street Lots of room for your head and your feet Yeah you can cruse to the eight track beat Lots of room for your head and your feet Yeah I wanna cruse in your lime green pacer Smooth goin' down the street Lots of room for your head and your feetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
