Bitchin' Camaro (The Best Thanksgiving Ever) [Live]

Hey Jack, what's happenin'? I don't know Well, uh, rumor 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 What ya gonna do down there? Uh, I don't know Play some video games, buy some Def Leppard T-shirts Don't forget your Motley Crüe T-shirt! You 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 Yeah, hey, guess who's gonna be there? Uh, who? My favorite cover band, Crystal Ship 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 of humor 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- 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 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 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!