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The Dead Milkmen - Bitchin' Camaro lyrics
- 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 heree... - 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 Baahamas. - 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! |
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