Beat Farmers
Blue Chevrolet
He's the king of the cobras, a pavement houndHe plays upon a waitress at the Space Lodge LoungeIn walks 'no shoes no service' as the plates hit the groundHer two-weeks notice just blew into townThere goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevroletHe cools the evening with a Pabst Blue Ribbon beerShe's chewin' gum in his right earBroke down in Bedrock Canyon, dropped the clutch and pressure plateYou know the red-head took two quartsNow she's runnin' greatThere goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevroletI went on vacation, out on Interstate 10The heat's gettin' to ya, so's the wife and kidsHe'll rise up out of the blacktop, like a pagan godAnd blow on by you like some mirageThere goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevrolet
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