Silver Thunderbird

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

Dont you give me no buick
Girl you must take my word
If theres a God up in heaven
Hes got a silver thunderbird
You can keep your el dorado
Man the foreign cars absurd
Me I wanna go down
In a silver thunderbird

He got up every morning 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

Dont you give me no buick
Girl you must take my word
If theres a God up in heaven
Hes got a silver thunderbird
You can keep your el dorado
Man the foreign cars absurd
Me I wanna go down
In a silver thunderbird

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

Dont you give me no buick
Girl you must take my word
If theres a God up in heaven
Hes got a silver thunderbird
You can keep your el dorado
Man the foreign cars absurd
Me I wanna go down
In a silver thunderbird
Ah me I wanna go down
In a silver thunderbird