I stopped off at the Quick-sack

for some beer and cigarettes

the old man took my money

as he stared at my corvette

He said I had one just like her son

in 1963

'Til a man down at the bank took her from me



Chorus:

Oh, she was hotter than a two dollar pistol

she was the fastest thing in town

long and lean every young man's dream

she turned every head in town

she was built, and fun to handle son

I'm glad that you walked in

she reminds me of the one I loved back then



So I handed him my keys and said here take her for a spin

the old man scratched his head, and then he looked at me and grinned

He said son, you just don't understand

it ain't the car I want

It's the brunette in your Vette that turns me on



Repeat Chorus



She reminds me of the one I loved back then