Silver Thunderbird Lyrics

Watched him comin' up Winslow Down South Park Boulevard Lookin' good from tail to hood Great big fins and painted steel Man, it looked just like the Batmobile
With my old man behind the wheel Well, you could hardly even see him In all of that chrome The man with a plan and a pocket comb But every night it carried him home And I could hear him sayin'
Don't you give me no Buick Girl, you must take my word If there's a God up in Heaven He's got a silver Thunderbird
You can keep your El Dorado Man, the foreign car's absurd Me, I wanna go down In a silver Thunderbird
Got up every mornin' While I was still asleep I remember the sound Of him shufflin' around
Right before the crack of dawn Is when I heard him turn his motor on And when I got up, they were gone
Down the road in the rain and snow The man and his machine would go Oh, the secrets that old car would know Sometimes I hear him sayin'
Don't you give me no Buick Girl, you must take my word If there's a God up in Heaven He's got a silver Thunderbird
You can keep your El Dorado Man, the foreign car's absurd Me, I wanna go down In a silver Thunderbird, yeah
Down the road in the rain and snow The man and his machine would go Oh, the secrets that old car would know Sometimes I hear him sayin'
Don't you give me no Buick Girl, you must take my word If there's a God up in Heaven He's got a silver Thunderbird
You can keep your El Dorado Man, the foreign car's absurd Me, I wanna go down In a silver Thunderbird
Oh, me I wanna go down In a silver Thunderbird