Daddy's little racer in her   brand new car   Top down for the weather and   the sons of stars   Summer's soon, surrender   Eyes of blue, and time   enough to shine      So come on, come on   You don't know it   But you're coming right along      Baby's getting older   under April skies   The road is getting   warmer every day she drives   Old enough to know better   Time enough to know   her left from right      So come on, come on   You don't know it   But you're coming right along      Something's scratching   at the glass   All the angels drive too fast   Pulls your dress off   on the grass   See it falling   Summer's crawling over   Crawling over you      So come on, come on   You don't know it   But you're coming right along