Lyrics - Silver Thunderbird by Messina Jo Dee

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'
CHORUSDon'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
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'
Chorus
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'
Chorus
Oh,
Me
I wanna go down
In a silver
Thunderbird

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