We were sixteen at the most
McCartney was our holy ghost
And we were sure our smiles would never turn to tears
Eighteen caught us pretty fast
Legal to make love at last
Something we'd been playing with for years

Yeah life was great in '65
Made this boy feel so alive
But growing up made something go all wrong
And It seemed like all the ways of the world
Took away from the thoughts of a pretty girl
Now I wanna go back to catch up in this song

I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
Little loving on the weekends would make me feel alright
I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
To kiss away my blues in the full moon light

So life became a conglomeration
Of mamas ways and a Woodstock nation
And I was so confused, nowhere to turn
And then my lady got so psychedelic
No reasons left to be angelic
Now I wanna kindle the flame that used to burn
And I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
Little loving on the weekends would make me feel alright
I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
To kiss away my blues in the full moon light

Now I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
Little loving on the weekends would make me feel alright
I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
To kiss away my blues in the full moon light...