Lyrics

Sweet Fifty-Two

I've got a fifty two Chevy, she's a sweet midnight blue
I've got a fifty two Chevy, she's a sweet midnight blue
She's got them whitewall tires and chrome plated baby moons

She's got a straight six baby, it’s a thriftmaster 216
She's got a straight six baby, it’s a thriftmaster 216
She won’t win any races but she’ll take you where you’ve never been

She's my sweet fifty two, my sweet fifty two
My sweet fifty two, my sweet, sweet fifty two
She's my sweet fifty two, let me tell ya what I'm gonna do

Well I'm going out tonight, I'm gonna roll on into town
Yeah, I'm going out tonight, I'm gonna roll on into town
I'm gonna pick up my baby, gonna cruise 'til the strip shuts down

In my sweet fifty two, my sweet fifty two
My sweet fifty two, my sweet, sweet fifty two
She's my sweet fifty two, let me tell ya what I'm gonna do