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57 CHEVY
Written By: Bob DeYoung – Mitch Collins

Saturday night, three beers in, out in my garage
Under the hood of my Bel Air
My girl walks in, gives me a look, and a smile I can't resist
I say baby, you don't play fair

She grabs that chrome handle, opens up the door
Pulls me in the back seat
She says, sit back, I'll ride, you don't even have to drive
I say, girl, you’re all I need

Now I'm reeling from this feeling, ‘cause I love her wild side
There ain’t no mistaken' why I'm shaking deep inside
She's taking me around the world, right here where we lay
Gotta three beer buzz and making love in a 57 Chevrolet

She falls into me and lets out a sigh
My hands tangled in her hair
I kiss her here, I kiss her there – I know it drives her wild
She says Boy you don’t play fair

Now I'm reeling from this feeling, ‘cause I love her wild side
There ain’t no mistaken' why I'm shaking deep inside
She's taking me around the world, right here where we lay
Gotta three beer buzz and making love in a 57 Chevrolet
Ain’t nothing better than a three beer buzz and making love in a 57 Chevrolet


Bob DeYoung – 954.610.4136 – bob@bobdeyoungmusic.com