Well it's late July and it's scorching hot In the Piggly Wiggly parking lot. No traffic light cause it got shot Way back in '88. Tan legs dangle from an old tailgate, Somebody yells, "Hey, let's go to the lake!" There's ten or twelve I'd guess-timate In the back of my Chevrolet.
It's long, it's red, It's a car with a bed. Come on, let's go. Let's take a ride in the El Camino.
Well it's hard to keep it between the lines Cause Mary Lou Langley is looking so fine. Bobby's throwin' bottles at speed limit signs And missing 'em by a mile. Full moon shinin' on a Tennessee night, Everybody is singing "Dixieland Delight." Goin' 30 miles an hour but that's alright, We'll be there in a little while.
It's long, it's red, It's a car with a bed. Come on, let's go. Let's take a ride in the El Camino. Aw, take a ride!
We pulled into Fishhead Sloo And everybody puts on their birthday suits Except for me and Mary Lou... We got better things to do.
It's still long, it's red, It's a car with a bed. Come on, let's go. We're gonna take a ride in the El Camino. Come on and take a ride in the El Camino.