© 2008 Mark Cote
1. she looks innocent man give her a go
pop the clutch and let her flow
purrs like a kitten, don't let it fool you
roars like a tiger into the blue
2. cats-eye taillights smile so cunning
if you see them, she's off and running
metal flake blue she sparkles at you
what's under her hood, you haven't a clue
(chorus) fins to the wind, in the blink of an eye
gull wings, man watch her fly
59 Impala you smoke them all
from Florida, to Montreal
3. coupes and T-birds don't stand a chance
when she takes off, they're in a trance
If you got the guts, you might want to try
but she'll shut you down without a sigh
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