What song makes you think "Camaro"?
What song makes you think "Camaro"?
For me... it's "Yankee Rose" by David Lee Roth.
What?
Well, let me roll up on to the sidewalk and take a look…Yes. Whoa! She's beautiful!
I'm talkin' about a Yankee Rose!
And she looks wild, wild, wild, wild!
Are you ready for the new sensation
Well here's a shot heard 'round the world
All you back room boys salute
When her flag unfurls
Well guess who's back in circulation
Now I don't know
What you may have heard
But what I need right now's
The original good time girl
She's a vision from coast to coast
Sea to shining sea
Hey sister you're the perfect host
(Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose
(Your) bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' bout it
When she walks
Watch, the sparks will fly
Firecrackin' on the Fourth of July
No sad songs tonight
Something's in the air
Yeah, the feeling gets you
A real state of independence
So pretty when her rockets flare
Still provin' every night
That her flag's still there
She's a vision from coast to coast
Sea to shining sea
Hey sister you're the perfect host
(Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose
(Your) bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm in love with a Yankee Rose
Oh she's beautiful all right
Nothin' like her in the whole world
Yeah she's right on time
I'm on the case
Pick up the phone
No time to waste
She's got the beat
And there's a little bit
Comin' your way
Oh raise 'em up there
Let's see who salutes baby
Little bit, little bit, little bit higher
Here's the mast
Swing 'em from here
I wanna get
A little bit of apple pie man
Bright lights, city lights
Bright lights, city lights...
And yes... I'm a refugee from the days of 80's hair metal.
What?
Well, let me roll up on to the sidewalk and take a look…Yes. Whoa! She's beautiful!
I'm talkin' about a Yankee Rose!
And she looks wild, wild, wild, wild!
Are you ready for the new sensation
Well here's a shot heard 'round the world
All you back room boys salute
When her flag unfurls
Well guess who's back in circulation
Now I don't know
What you may have heard
But what I need right now's
The original good time girl
She's a vision from coast to coast
Sea to shining sea
Hey sister you're the perfect host
(Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose
(Your) bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' bout it
When she walks
Watch, the sparks will fly
Firecrackin' on the Fourth of July
No sad songs tonight
Something's in the air
Yeah, the feeling gets you
A real state of independence
So pretty when her rockets flare
Still provin' every night
That her flag's still there
She's a vision from coast to coast
Sea to shining sea
Hey sister you're the perfect host
(Make a toast)
Show me your bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm talkin' 'bout the Yankee Rose
(Your) bright lights
And your city lights, all right
I'm in love with a Yankee Rose
Oh she's beautiful all right
Nothin' like her in the whole world
Yeah she's right on time
I'm on the case
Pick up the phone
No time to waste
She's got the beat
And there's a little bit
Comin' your way
Oh raise 'em up there
Let's see who salutes baby
Little bit, little bit, little bit higher
Here's the mast
Swing 'em from here
I wanna get
A little bit of apple pie man
Bright lights, city lights
Bright lights, city lights...
And yes... I'm a refugee from the days of 80's hair metal.
Bitchin' Camaro by The Dead Milkmen
Hey Jack, what's happenin'?
I don't know.
Well, rumor around town says you think
you might be thinking about down to the shore.
Uh, yeah, I think I'm gonna go down to the shore.
What are you gonna do down there?
Uh, I don't know. Play some video games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts.
Hey, don't forget to get your Motley Crue t-shirt. Y'know, all proceeds
go to get their lead singer out of jail.
Uh huh.
Hey, you gonna check out the sand bar while you're there?
Uh, what's the Sand Bar?
Oh, it's this place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink.
Aw, cool.
Hey guess who's gonna be there?
Uh, who?
My favorite cover band, Khrystal Shyt.
Wow.
Yeah, they do a Doors show, you'd be really impressed. In fact, it goes a
little like this
Love me two times baby
Love me twice today
Love me two times girl
Cause I got AIDS
Love me two times baby
Once for tomorrow
Once cause I got AIDS
Pretty good Jim Morrison impression there. I hope those guys have a
good sense of humor and don't take us into court.
Uh, what's the court?
Never mind that. The important thing here -
You mean like the People's Court?
No, that's another story. The important thing here is that we get to
the part where you ask me how I'm gonna get down to the shore.
Oh, how you gonna get down to the shore?
Funny you should ask, I've got a car now.
Oh wow, how'd you get a car?
Oh my folks drove it up here from the Bahamas.
You're kidding.
I must be, the Bahamas are islands.
Okay, the important thing here is
that you ask me what kind of car it is.
Uh, what kinda car do ya' got?
I've got a bitchin' Camaro.
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
I ran over my neighbors
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro,
Now I'm in all the papers
My folks bought me a bitchin' Camaro
With no insurance to match
So if I happen to run you down
Please don't leave a scratch
I ran over some old lady
One night at the county fair
And I didn't get arrested
Because my dad's the mayor
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
Donuts on your lawn
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
Tony Orlando and Dawn
When I drive past the kids
They all spit and cuss
Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro
And they have to ride the bus
So you'd better get out of my way
When I come through your yard
Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro
And an Exxon credit card
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
Hey man where ya headed?
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
I'm drunk on unleaded!
j/k.... I hate that song!
Hey Jack, what's happenin'?
I don't know.
Well, rumor around town says you think
you might be thinking about down to the shore.
Uh, yeah, I think I'm gonna go down to the shore.
What are you gonna do down there?
Uh, I don't know. Play some video games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts.
Hey, don't forget to get your Motley Crue t-shirt. Y'know, all proceeds
go to get their lead singer out of jail.
Uh huh.
Hey, you gonna check out the sand bar while you're there?
Uh, what's the Sand Bar?
Oh, it's this place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink.
Aw, cool.
Hey guess who's gonna be there?
Uh, who?
My favorite cover band, Khrystal Shyt.
Wow.
Yeah, they do a Doors show, you'd be really impressed. In fact, it goes a
little like this
Love me two times baby
Love me twice today
Love me two times girl
Cause I got AIDS
Love me two times baby
Once for tomorrow
Once cause I got AIDS
Pretty good Jim Morrison impression there. I hope those guys have a
good sense of humor and don't take us into court.
Uh, what's the court?
Never mind that. The important thing here -
You mean like the People's Court?
No, that's another story. The important thing here is that we get to
the part where you ask me how I'm gonna get down to the shore.
Oh, how you gonna get down to the shore?
Funny you should ask, I've got a car now.
Oh wow, how'd you get a car?
Oh my folks drove it up here from the Bahamas.
You're kidding.
I must be, the Bahamas are islands.
Okay, the important thing here is
that you ask me what kind of car it is.
Uh, what kinda car do ya' got?
I've got a bitchin' Camaro.
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
I ran over my neighbors
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro,
Now I'm in all the papers
My folks bought me a bitchin' Camaro
With no insurance to match
So if I happen to run you down
Please don't leave a scratch
I ran over some old lady
One night at the county fair
And I didn't get arrested
Because my dad's the mayor
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
Donuts on your lawn
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
Tony Orlando and Dawn
When I drive past the kids
They all spit and cuss
Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro
And they have to ride the bus
So you'd better get out of my way
When I come through your yard
Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro
And an Exxon credit card
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
Hey man where ya headed?
bitchin' camaro
bitchin' camaro
I'm drunk on unleaded!
j/k.... I hate that song!
Go Lil Camaro Go
j/k
Actually not too many know it unless you're a hardcore fan but the song "Crawling King Snake" by the Doors mainly because of lines in the chorus:
I'm the Crawling King Snake
And I rule my den
But i guess that could work for the Viper too
j/kActually not too many know it unless you're a hardcore fan but the song "Crawling King Snake" by the Doors mainly because of lines in the chorus:
I'm the Crawling King Snake
And I rule my den
But i guess that could work for the Viper too
Rock My World (Little Country Girl)
She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood
And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode
Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime
She plays with my heart and messes with my mind
Acts like Madonna but she listens to Merle
Rock my world little Country girl
She wears snakeskin boots made by Calvin Klein
And cheap sunglasses from the five and dime
All the other girls in school they give her dirty looks
She got an "A" in math and never cracked a book
Sure looks good in her denim and pearls
Rock my world little Country girl
Rock my world
Drag me out on the floor
Dance with me till I can't dance anymore
One-step, two-step, get in a line
I gotta find a way to make you mine
I tell her that I love her but it ain't enough
She says I got to learn to loosen up
Get a little wild on Saturday night
But make sure she's home before the mornin' light
Sunday she's all ribbons and curls
Rock my world little Country girl
Chorus
Rock my world little Country girl
Lead Vocal: Kix Brooks
Organ: John Barlow Jarvis
Background Vocals: Ronnie Dunn, John Wesley Ryles, Bill
LaBounty, the Arista Tabernacle Choir
She's got a T-Top Camaro with a scoop on the hood
And two big speakers blasting Johnny B. Goode
Looking so sweet it oughta be a crime
She plays with my heart and messes with my mind
Acts like Madonna but she listens to Merle
Rock my world little Country girl
She wears snakeskin boots made by Calvin Klein
And cheap sunglasses from the five and dime
All the other girls in school they give her dirty looks
She got an "A" in math and never cracked a book
Sure looks good in her denim and pearls
Rock my world little Country girl
Rock my world
Drag me out on the floor
Dance with me till I can't dance anymore
One-step, two-step, get in a line
I gotta find a way to make you mine
I tell her that I love her but it ain't enough
She says I got to learn to loosen up
Get a little wild on Saturday night
But make sure she's home before the mornin' light
Sunday she's all ribbons and curls
Rock my world little Country girl
Chorus
Rock my world little Country girl
Lead Vocal: Kix Brooks
Organ: John Barlow Jarvis
Background Vocals: Ronnie Dunn, John Wesley Ryles, Bill
LaBounty, the Arista Tabernacle Choir
Originally posted by SUPERTIM
I would have to say
"Are you gonna go my way"
-Lenny Kravitz
just a good overall song
I would have to say
"Are you gonna go my way"
-Lenny Kravitz
just a good overall song
Deep Purple's "Highway Star"
Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like driving power, big fat tires
and everything
I love it and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna have my girl
She stays close on every bend
Oooh she's a killing machine
She's got everything
Like a moving mouth, body control
and everything
I love her I need her
I seed her
Yeah She turns me on
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head
Now that I'm on the road again
Oooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything
Like a moving ground, an open road
and everything
I love it and I need it
I feel it
Eight cylinders all mine
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power, big fat tires
and everything
I love it and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like driving power, big fat tires
and everything
I love it and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my girl
I'm gonna keep her to the end
Nobody gonna have my girl
She stays close on every bend
Oooh she's a killing machine
She's got everything
Like a moving mouth, body control
and everything
I love her I need her
I seed her
Yeah She turns me on
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my head
I got speed inside my brain
Nobody gonna steal my head
Now that I'm on the road again
Oooh I'm in heaven again I've got everything
Like a moving ground, an open road
and everything
I love it and I need it
I feel it
Eight cylinders all mine
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break the speed of sound
Oooh it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power, big fat tires
and everything
I love it and I need it
I bleed it
Yeah it's a wild hurricane
Alright hold tight
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star
I'm a highway star



