Testo Big Car

I like big cars, Like the one that's sittin' in my Grandpa's yard. He'll say: "they don't make 'em like that no more, "Not Pontiac, Cadillac, Chevy or Ford." Big cars. Yeah, I like big cars. She's got white wall tyres and suicide doors, And under the hood, gotta four-fifty-four. Well, they don't make 'em like that no more, Not since nineteen seventy four. Big cars. Yeah, I like big cars. Well, the paint's a little faded an' the seats are torn. She was Detroit made, before I was born. I remember when I turned sixteen, Learnin' how to drive up an' down Main Street. Big cars. Yeah, I like big cars. Well, the paint's a little faded an' the seats are torn. She was Detroit made, before I was born. I remember when I turned sixteen, Learnin' how to drive up an' down Main Street. Yeah, I like big cars. Cruisin' with my friends down the Boulevard, Drive-in movies, Jimmy playin' guitar. They don't make 'em like that no more, Not Pontiac, Cadillac, Chevy or Ford. Big cars. Yeah, I like big cars. Cruisin' with my friends down the Boulevard, Drive-in movies, Jimmy playin' guitar. Big cars. Yeah, I like big cars. They don't make 'em like that no more, Not Pontiac, Cadillac, Chevy or Ford. Big cars. Yeah, I like big cars. Big cars. Yeah, I like big cars.