Album : Get Lucky
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In summer sixty three I was staying alive
Hanging at the races, hoping to drive
When they were done with the weekend and loading the cars
I couldn't get a pass so I went to the bar

I'm up in the corner nursing a beer
Who should come laughing and joking in here
But Bobby Brown, the winner of the sports car race
With some friends and a girl, man, she lit up the place

Bobby was a wild boy, one summer
He knocked down a motel wall with a hammer
He'd do anything, one night for a bet
He raced through the cornfields in a Corvette

I thought it's got to be a thrill to be like that
With the beautiful girl and be king of the track
But the truth is when all was said and done
It was his Cobra I wanted, the car was the one
It was his Cobra I wanted, the car was the one

The car was the one
The car was the one
In summer sixty three I was staying alive   Hanging at the races, hoping to drive   When they were done with the weekend and loading the cars   I couldn't get a pass so I went to the bar      I'm up in the corner nursing a beer   Who should come laughing and joking in here   But Bobby Brown, the winner of the sports car race   With some friends and a girl, man, she lit up the place      Bobby was a wild boy, one summer   He knocked down a motel wall with a hammer   He'd do anything, one night for a bet   He raced through the cornfields in a Corvette      I thought it's got to be a thrill to be like that   With the beautiful girl and be king of the track   But the truth is when all was said and done   It was his Cobra I wanted, the car was the one   It was his Cobra I wanted, the car was the one      The car was the one   The car was the one