The One I Loved Back Then (Corvette Song)
I stopped off at the Quicksack
For some beer and cigarettes
The old man took my money
As he stared at my Corvette
He said, I had one just like her son
A nineteen-sixty-three
Till the man down at the
Bank took her from me
Oh, She was hotter than a two-dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean, every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle, son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
Then, I handed him my keys and said
Here, take her for a spin
The old man scratched his head, and said
Then he looked at me and grinned
He said son, you just don't understand
It ain't the car I want
It's the brunette in your 'Vette that turns me on
I had one that was hotter than a two-dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean, every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle, son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
Lord, she was hotter than a two-dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean, every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle, son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
For some beer and cigarettes
The old man took my money
As he stared at my Corvette
He said, I had one just like her son
A nineteen-sixty-three
Till the man down at the
Bank took her from me
Oh, She was hotter than a two-dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean, every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle, son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
Then, I handed him my keys and said
Here, take her for a spin
The old man scratched his head, and said
Then he looked at me and grinned
He said son, you just don't understand
It ain't the car I want
It's the brunette in your 'Vette that turns me on
I had one that was hotter than a two-dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean, every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle, son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
Lord, she was hotter than a two-dollar pistol
She was the fastest thing around
Long and lean, every young man's dream
She turned every head in town
She was built and fun to handle, son
I'm glad that you dropped in
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
She reminds me of the one I loved back then
Credits
Writer(s): Gary Gentry
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