He's the king of the cobras, a pavement 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-weeks notice just blew into town      There goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevrolet      He cools the evening with a Pabst 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 runnin' great      There goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevrolet      I went 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-head, a legend in a blue chevrolet