I fill the tank and inflate the tires as the wheel whispers my name

Pinstripe two tone aqua blue, it was the best I’ve ever seen

I turn the key, and prepare to go, as the engine starts to roar

Put her in drive and release the clutch as we hit the open road

She was a back seat driver always changing my lanes and telling me to go left or right

I put the windows down there’s no one else around so I can make it out through the night

I’ll admit it, a highway misfit, so get in gear

I want to be in seventy eight

I want to be in seventy eight

I listen to the engine ring and feel a rumble go down my spine

Take your German engineers cause they will never be a love of mine

I’ll admit it, a highway misfit, so get in gear

I want to be in seventy eight

I want to be in seventy eight

I want to be in seventy eight

I want to be in seventy eight

I want to be in seventy eight

I want to be in seventy eight