Blue Chevrolet - Live

He's the king of the Cobras, a pavemount hound
 He plays upon a waitress at the Space Lodge Lounge
 In walks "no shoes - no service" as the plates hit the ground
 Her two-week notice, just blew into town
 There goes a red-headed legend in a blue Chevrolet
 He cools the evening with a Blue Ribbon beer
 She's chewin' gum in his right ear
 Broke down in Bedrock Canyon, dropped the clutch and pressure plate
 You know the red-head took two quarts
 Now she's running great
 There goes a red-headed legend in a blue Chevrolet
 I went out on vacation, out on Interstate 10
 The heat's gettin' to ya, so's the wife and kids
 He'll rise up out of the blacktop, like a pagan god
 And blow on by you like some mirage
 There goes a red-headed legend in a blue Chevrolet