S.S. 396

Forget about your Hemis and your GTOs
I've got a new machine, and she really goes
When I pass you up on the drag strip you'll know darn well
Been beaten by a porcupine V8 Chevelle
Tachin' it up now, you better be quick
Nothin' can outrun my SS 396

There's lots of chrome goodies sittin' under the hood
She looks real pretty like a tough one should
On the redline tires she sits real mean
She's the coolest hot one... you've ever seen
Crusin' the highway, I get my kicks
Everybody's diggin' my SS 396

Look at her go (Look at her go)
She sits real low (Sits real low, wah-ooh)
Feel her tires grip the road
Her deep breathin' fours (Deep breathin' fours)
Man, they'll never sell short (Never settle short, wah-ooh)
Feel the rear end grab the load

I'll take you for a ride, man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat
And the four-speed tranny is startin' to whine
We'll know about the Super Sport
Once we get off the line
Crusin' the highway I get my kicks
Nothin' can match my SS 396

Look at her go (Look at her go)
She sits real low (Sits real low, wah-ooh)
Feel her tires grip the road
Her deep breathing fours (Deep breathing fours)
Man, they'll never sell short (Never settle short, wah-ooh)
Feel the rear end grab the load

I'll take you for a ride, man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat
The four-speed tranny is startin' to whine
We'll know about the Super Sport
Once we get off the line
Crusin' the highway, I get my kicks
Nothin' can match my SS 396

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