El Camino by Elizabeth Cook
El Camino lyrics
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
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