Lyrics

Woo! Hair up high and seat reared back Looked like she should be driving something long and black All I'm asking you Is, "Brother, do you know her?" Pretty little thing, ridin' by in a champagne Corolla I've seen you 'round here just last night Today she been by maybe two or three times Ain't you listening to me Lord, I done told ya Pretty little thing, ridin' by in a champagne Corolla Asked the boys on the corner Did they know how many them things you think is out on the road The one I mean I say, "If you seen her, you know her" Pretty little thing, ridin' by in a champagne Corolla I don't care what no man say She can run all week on just one tank Goes to show you Maybe baby got a head on her shoulders And she sure looks sweet driving by in that champagne Corolla I know every man thinks that he need some high tone woman Built for speed But you can't trust a rich girl And no further you can throw her Need a middle class queen, ridin' by in a champagne Corolla, hey! LE, LS, SS, GT Don't mean one damn thing to me Just get me somethin' that will get me where I'm goin' Like that pretty little girl ridin' by in a champagne Corolla Woah, my God, so help me I'd jump on the side if she'd just have me All she got to do is give me a little tap on the shoulder Oh, and I'd ride away with the girl in the champagne Corollan, hey!
Writer(s): Justin Townes Earle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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