Chevrolet

It ain't the way that it drives or it rides down the highway

Four wheels of freedom just eating up the fast lane

Small block, rocking like a sold out show

And no, it ain't the way that the tailpipes sound when they growling

Turns my head around and gets my heart pounding

Every time one flies past me down the road, no

It's the summer that I lost it, rolling in the backseat

Tinting up the windows with a fresh coat of steam

Moonlight shining and his blue eyes taking my breath away

That's why I love Chevrolets

That's why I love Chevrolets

Friday night, 17, living the dream

Revving at the red light when it turns green

Buckle up, pop the clutch, hold on baby, let's go

And let the good times roll

[?] down a back road onto the shoulder

Kicking off the headlights, baby climb on over

Make a little music [?] singing on the radio, whoa

It's the summer that I lost it, rolling in the backseat

Tinting up the windows with a fresh coat of steam

Moonlight shining and its blue light's taking my breath away

That's why I love Chevrolets

Ain't it funny how small town memories

Smell like summer and gasoline

It's the summer that I lost it, rolling in the backseat

Tinting up the windows with a fresh coat of steam

Moonlight shining and his blue eyes taking my breath away

It's the summer that I lost it, rolling in the backseat

Tinting up the windows with a fresh coat of steam

Moonlight shining and his blue eyes taking my breath away

That's why I love Chevrolets

That's why I love Chevrolets

That's why I love Chevrolets, whoa