El Camino

I know this guy, he's all wrong for me
 He wears shirts that are trippin on LSD
 I must be high as a kite on diesel fumes
 He got me sportin' bell bottoms and braids to school
 I never thought he'd get this far
 Certainly not in THAT kind of funky-ass car
 He's been pickin me up everyday at the curb
 In his nineteen seventy-two refurb
 EL CAMINO (Brown and Tangerine)
 EL CAMINO (Drinkin gasoline)
 CAMINO (Lean and obscene)
 EL CAMINO
 I told him your car is CREEPY man
 And not in a gangsta kinda way
 But in a PERV kinda way
 You got a lot of nerve drivin that kind of car
 And takin me fishing out to the park
 You're like some dude on blow in that movie Boogie Nights
 And this Friday night you wanna go to the fights in your...
 After Saturday matinee roller derby
 We went parking and things got blurry
 I thought man I can't get much hotter
 And then I caught a whiff of pina colada
 And we were making love in the disco era
 And he was Travolta and I was Farrah
 I was like man what is happening here
 Dude must of put a qualude in my beer
 If I wake up married, I'll have to annul it
 Right now my hands are in his mullet