My big red car
Is the shit. Are
You looking for fun?
A boy on the run

A pocket shift
And it seats six
A Chrome tape mix
And then we're off

Up in the sky
Smiling green eyes
We feel like the sun
As scenes roll by

God's golden bliss
We're think that we're there
A long deep stare
Her head on my arm

My big red car
Is the shit. Are
You looking for fun? (Fun, fun, fun, fun)
A boy on the run

A starry night
The moon makes us twice
The road is smooth
And life seems nice

Do do. Do do, do do do! x4
(My big red car!)
Do do. Do do, do do do! x2
(My big read car!)
Do do do do...