Lyrics
Forget about your Hemis and your GTOs
I've got a new machine, and she really goes
When I pass you up on the drag strip
You'll know darn well
You've been beaten by a porcupine V8 Chevelle
Tachin' it up now, you better be quick
Nothin' can outrun my SS 396
There's lots of chrome goodies sittin' under the hood
She looks real pretty like a tough one should
On the redline tires she sits real mean
She's the coolest hot one you've ever seen
Cruisin' the highway, I get my kicks
Everybody's diggin' my SS 396
Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (sits real low, wah-ooh)
Feel her tires grip the road
Her deep-breathin' fours (deep-breathin' fours)
Man, they'll never sell short (never sell short, wah-ooh)
Feel the rear end grab the load
I'll take you for a ride, man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat
And the four-speed tranny is startin' to whine
You'll know about the Super Sport once we get off the line
Cruisin' the highway, I get my kicks
Nothin' can match my SS 396
Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (sits real low, wah-ooh)
Feel her tires grip the road
Her deep-breathin' fours (deep-breathin' fours)
Man, they'll never sell short (never sell short, wah-ooh)
Feel the rear end grab the load
I'll take you for a ride, man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat
The four-speed tranny is startin' to whine
You'll know about the Super Sport once we get off the line
Cruisin' the highway, I get my kicks
Nothin' can match my SS 396
SS 396
SS 396
SS 396
SS 396
I've got a new machine, and she really goes
When I pass you up on the drag strip
You'll know darn well
You've been beaten by a porcupine V8 Chevelle
Tachin' it up now, you better be quick
Nothin' can outrun my SS 396
There's lots of chrome goodies sittin' under the hood
She looks real pretty like a tough one should
On the redline tires she sits real mean
She's the coolest hot one you've ever seen
Cruisin' the highway, I get my kicks
Everybody's diggin' my SS 396
Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (sits real low, wah-ooh)
Feel her tires grip the road
Her deep-breathin' fours (deep-breathin' fours)
Man, they'll never sell short (never sell short, wah-ooh)
Feel the rear end grab the load
I'll take you for a ride, man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat
And the four-speed tranny is startin' to whine
You'll know about the Super Sport once we get off the line
Cruisin' the highway, I get my kicks
Nothin' can match my SS 396
Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (sits real low, wah-ooh)
Feel her tires grip the road
Her deep-breathin' fours (deep-breathin' fours)
Man, they'll never sell short (never sell short, wah-ooh)
Feel the rear end grab the load
I'll take you for a ride, man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat
The four-speed tranny is startin' to whine
You'll know about the Super Sport once we get off the line
Cruisin' the highway, I get my kicks
Nothin' can match my SS 396
SS 396
SS 396
SS 396
SS 396
