Lyrics

- Hey Jack, what's happenin'? - I don't know - Well uh, rumour around town says you might be thinkin' 'bout goin' down to the shore - Uh, yeah, I think I'm gonna go down to the shore - Whadda ya gonna do down there? - Uh, I don't know, p-play some video games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts - Don't forget your Motley Crue t-shirt; y'know all proceeds go to get their lead singer outta jail - Uh huh - Can't wait to go down. Hey uh, were ya gonna check out the sand bar while You're down there? - Uh, what's the Sand Bar? - Ah, it's a place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink - Ah, cool - Ya hey, guess who's gonna be there? - Uh, who? - My favourite cover band, Crystal Shit - 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 - Uh... - Pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation there. I hope those guys have a good sense a' humour and don't take us into court - Uh, what's the court? - Never mind that, the important thing here... - You mean the People's Court - The... Now, 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 gettin' down to the shore? - Funny you should ask, I've got a car now.. - Ah wow, how'd ya 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, uh, you ask me what kinda car it is - Uh uh, what kinda car do ya' got? - I've got a bitchin' Camaro... (1.2.3.4) 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 don't want unleaded!