67 (Winchester)

He’s pretty as a lie
But he got te devil in his eyes
I wanna know your name
And tell me the secrets you hide
Ang God as my witness

You gon’ get me in trouble but I guess I like it
Ain’t no point in fightin’
He got them blue-jean covered thighs
Leather jacket collar high- hoo, baby!

Texas sunlight eyes and the maple whisky sighs I’m gone
I like your ’67 chevy ride, tell me
Will you let me drive it all night
Or sit me on the passenger side?

Yeah, what a side
‘Cause you’re a sexy as that ’67, mmm!
And I’m lookin’ for a ride
I love that Zeppelin rock n roll and

For a night with you I’d trade my soul
This is gettin’ dangerous
Yet I haven’t had enough of it
I like that pendant ‘round your neck

And that tattoo on your chest
With that five o’clock shadow
Let’s put this engine to the test travel on
Travel west and get goin’ again
I like your ’67 chevy ride tell me

Will you let me drive it all night
Or sit me on the passenger side?
Yeah, what a side
‘Cause you’re a sexy as that ’67, mmm!
And I’m lookin’ for a ride

They don’t make ‘em like you, anymore
Winchester wild
You are the wayward son oh, sweet child
Oooh, Winchester wild
Oooh—!

I like your ’67 chevy ride, tell me
Will you let me drive it all night, or sit me on the passenger side?
Yeah, what a side
‘Cause you’re a sexy as that ’67, mmm!
And I’m lookin’ for a ride