Camaro Man Lyrics - Singles - Blue Meanies

He's got a Z-Door daydream 

It's a fantasy 

Chrome plated pipe dream 

Watch it gleam 

It's a sweet 350 

It's a laser beam 

Oh, oh, it's Camaro Man 

Everybody's wasted 

They're sucking smoke 

He'll finish first place 

"-He's the most 

You won't find a trace of him 

Coast to coast 

Oh, oh, it's Camaro Man! 

Alright ladies and gentlemen, we've got a real pressure-cooker here. At the line, it's a red mint Camaro, and it's all balls in a '66 Buick Special. Four-three-two-one and let's race It's chrome to chrome, door hinge to door hinge, wheel to wheel and the Camaro makes his move he's pulling out he's hit 5th gear! It's a winner! It's a winner! It's it's Camaro Man 

All the babes are fingers 

Through his mullet dooooo 

And the boys are pissed off 

It's the way he moves 

So sorry, honey 

There's no room for you 

Oh, oh, it's Camaro Man!