Baby blue with wire wheelsI took her home the day that she was advertisedHe sais she leaked when it would rainSounded like an aeroplaneBut I knew she was a jewel in disguiseShe had a 455 rocketBiggest block aliveI couldn't hardly wait just to take my turnShe was made for the straight awaysShe grew up hatin' ChevroletsShe's a rocket, she was made to burnWell whose junkpile piece of C-Chevelle is this?You boys come here to race or just kiss?Hmmm Don't you want to know what I got underneath my hoodI know she might sound like she's missingBut buddy she could teach you a lessonIn just a quarter mile, and I'll smoke you goodIn my 455 rocketThe kind the police driveI couldn't hardly wait just to take my turnShe was made for the straight awaysShe grew up hatin' ChevroletsShe's a rocket, she was made to burnI'm telling you and I ain't ashamedI cried when that wrecker cameAs we skid I thought I hears the angels singWe hit the curve and began to sailtook out most of the saftey railEven the cop asked me, "Man what you have in that thing?"I had a 455 rocketThe very kind you driveYou oughta watch yourself when you take that turnShe was made for the straight awaysShe grew up hatin' ChevroletsShe's a rocket, she was made to burn, burnLord she's a rocket, she was made to burn