"Bitchin' Camaro" lyrics

Hey Jack, what's happening?
I don't know
Well, uh, rumor around town
Says you might be thinkin' 'bout goin' down to the shore
Uh, yeah, I think I'm gonna go down to the shore
What you gonna do down there?
Uh, I don't know
Play some video games, buy some Def Leppard T-shirts
Don't forget your Mötley Crüe T-shirt
You know all proceeds go to get their lead singer outta jail
Uh-huh
Can't wait to go down
Hey, uh, you gonna check out the Sand Bar while you're down there?
Uh, what's the Sand Bar?
Ah, it's a place that lets sixteen year old kids drink
Oh, cool
Yeah, hey, guess who's gonna be there
Uh, who?
My favorite cover band Crystal Shit
Wow
Yeah, they do a Doors show
You'd really impressed
In fact, it goes a little like this

Love me two times, baby
Love me twice today
Love me two times, girl
'Cause I got AIDS
Love me two times, baby
Once for tomorrow
Once 'cause I got AIDS

Huh, pretty good Jim Morrison impression there
I hope those guys have a good sense of humor
And don't take us into court
Uh, what's the court?
Never mind that, the important thing here
You mean The People's Court
Now, that's another story
The important thing here is that we get to the part where
You ask me how I'm gonna get down to the shore
Oh, how you gettin' down to the shore?
Funny you should ask, I've got a car now
Oh, wow, how'd you get a car?
Oh, my folks drove it up here from Bahamas
You're kiddin'
I must be, the Bahamas are islands
Okay, the important thing here
Is that, uh, you ask me what kinda car it is
Uh, uh, what kinda car do you got?
I've got a bitchin' Camaro

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro
I ran over my neighbors
Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro
Now I'm in all the papers

My folks bought me a bitchin' Camaro with no insurance to match
So if I happen to run you down, please don't leave a scratch
I ran over some old lady one night at the county fair
And I didn't get arrested because my dad's the mayor

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro
Donuts on your lawn
Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro
Tony Orlando and Dawn

When I drive past the kids they all spit and cuss
'Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro and they have to ride the bus
So you better get outta my way when I come through your yard
'Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro and a Exxon credit card

Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro
Hey, man, where you headed?
Bitchin' Camaro, bitchin' Camaro
I don't want unleaded