It was a priceless gift if you could call it that   A hand me down from his uncle Jack   Eugene couldn't help but swell with pride   As the wrecker dumped off his brand new ride      He'd have better off leavein' it for dead   But he worked for weeks out behind the shed   The big day came to finally reveal   The souped up green aquarium on wheels   Into the cow print seats he gently eased   And he blew off in a carbon monoxide breeze      And It was smooth goin' down the street   Lots of room for your head and your feet   And you can cruse to the eight track beat   He was a loser, now he's a racer   Behind the wheel of his lime green pacer      Yeah he caused a seen in the center of town   As a crowed of people all gathered 'round   Then he drove way beyond the last stop light   Past the cardboard sign that said 'drag race tonight'      He pulled up to the line as the champion laughed   When they drop the flag and he gave it some gas   He blinded the champ in a cloud of dust   Nuts and bolts and oil and rust   You should have heard the four cylinder engine wine   As the lime green pacer rolled over the line      And It was smooth goin' down the street   Lots of room for your head and your feet   Yeah you can cruse to the eight track beat   He was a loser, now he's a racer   Behind the wheel of his lime green pacer      He was a loser, now he's a racer   Behind the wheel of his lime green pacer      Smooth goin' down the street   Lots of room for your head and your feet   Yeah you can cruse to the eight track beat   Lots of room for your head and your feet   Yeah I wanna cruse in your lime green pacer   Smooth goin' down the street   Lots of room for your head and your feet