So-cal V8 Lyrics - Singles - Redd Kross

Rock star, rock star, I am such an art star 

Shut down the critics, I drive such a fast car 

Justify and get left behind 

First gear, second gear, third gear, it's alright 

Pop song, pop song, you are not a wrong song 

You give me the chills, and it feels just like 

God, my friend, don't get left behind 

First gear, second gear, third gear, it's alright 

I've got the power 

Driving ninety miles an hour 

Burning rubber 

I leave the pigs in the dust 

So, Cal V8, freaky white chick in a pink dashiki 

So, Cal V8, Pammy's on a bummer 

And not even peaking 

So, Cal Southern Cal-i-forn-i-a 

Cherry, cherry, so good it's scary 

No go, no go, you drive a show boat 

Not a fad or a blast from the past 

It's alright 

So, Cal V8, Bob is on the corner 

Singing for some scratch 

So, Cal V8, Chuck Kelley selling mama's stash 

So Cal V8, just looking for some easy action 

So Cal V8, just looking for some satisfaction 

In the South Bay, in the South Bay 

Yeah, in the South Bay 

Lose your mind in the South Bay