Watched him comin' up Winslow   Down South Park Boulevard   Lookin' good from tail to hood   Great big fins and painted steel   Man, it looked just like the Batmobile      With my old man behind the wheel   Well, you could hardly even see him   In all of that chrome   The man with a plan and a pocket comb   But every night it carried him home   And I could hear him sayin'      Don't you give me no Buick   Girl, you must take my word   If there's a God up in Heaven   He's got a silver Thunderbird      You can keep your El Dorado   Man, the foreign car's absurd   Me, I wanna go down   In a silver Thunderbird      Got up every mornin'   While I was still asleep   I remember the sound   Of him shufflin' around      Right before the crack of dawn   Is when I heard him turn his motor on   And when I got up, they were gone      Down the road in the rain and snow   The man and his machine would go   Oh, the secrets that old car would know   Sometimes I hear him sayin'      Don't you give me no Buick   Girl, you must take my word   If there's a God up in Heaven   He's got a silver Thunderbird      You can keep your El Dorado   Man, the foreign car's absurd   Me, I wanna go down   In a silver Thunderbird, yeah      Down the road in the rain and snow   The man and his machine would go   Oh, the secrets that old car would know   Sometimes I hear him sayin'      Don't you give me no Buick   Girl, you must take my word   If there's a God up in Heaven   He's got a silver Thunderbird      You can keep your El Dorado   Man, the foreign car's absurd   Me, I wanna go down   In a silver Thunderbird      Oh, me I wanna go down   In a silver Thunderbird