big fine car

I got no money for a set of wheels

and how I acts and how I feels

The better women living in this town

they want some big wheels to roll around

Oh, I would sell my soul for an automatic with a cruise control

and out by the lake underneath the stars

She could learn to love my big fine car

My big fine car with the top down baby there you are

In my big fine car

And all I got's the leather on my shoes

I'm into leather baby how 'bout you

That's okay I didn't think you were

Maybe naugahyde maybe fake fur

Oh, I would lose my shirt for dual exhausts and fender --

Out by the golf course, under par

She could learn to love my big fine car

My big fine car with the top down baby there you are

In my fine car

Ever since I was a little boy

I hung one wish upon a star

That God would come and take this silly toys

and deliver me one big fine car

And you talk oh very wiser now

and about your love that's gonna last

But there's one thing I've known since I was ten years old

Women, they just wanna go fast in big fine cars

In big fine cars with the top down baby there you are

In big fine cars

I just got to have a big fine car

A big fine car...