The Red Tab

1970 red chevelle
Fire-engine hot i'm going to sell
I'm gonna be rich i'm gonna be a millionaire
Deep-bucket seats black-lined on top
Rolling down the street i'm ready to pop
There ain't nobody there ain't nobody there ain't nobody to mmm stop me


Seven-inch chrome rims never seen a day since 1982 been tucked away
Hundred miles an hour
Oh man this boy is fast

1970 red chevelle
Hot-rod muscle car going to hell
I'll never get caught
I'll never get caught
I'll never never never never never never never get caught

Single-spot malibu everything's stark
Look out mama when i'm screaming down the block
California new york whoa baby you're a big shot
1970 red chevelle
Cranberry tart i'm going to sell
I'm gonna get rich
I'm gonna get rich
I'm gonna get rich
I'm gonna be a millionaire