- Hey Jack, what's happenin'?
- I don't know.
- Well uh, rumour around town says you might be thinkin' 'bout goin' down to the shore.
- Uh, yeah, I think I'm gonna go down to the shore.
- Whadda ya gonna do down there?
- Uh, I don't know, p-play some video games, buy some Def Leppard t-shirts.
- Don't forget your Motley Crue t-shirt; y'know all proceeds go to get their lead singer outta jail.
- Uh huh.
- Can't wait to go down. Hey uh, were ya gonna check out the sand bar while
you're down there?
- Uh, what's the Sand Bar?
- Ah, it's a place that lets sixteen year-old kids drink.
- Ah, cool.
- Ya hey, guess who's gonna be there?
- Uh, who?
- My favourite cover band, Crystal Shit.
- Wow.
- Yeah, they do a Doors show, you'd be really impressed, in fact, it goes a
little like this:
Love me two times baby
Love me twice today
Love me two times girl
Cause I got AIDS
Love me two times baby,
once for tomorrow,
once cause I got AIDS
- Uh...
- Pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation there. I hope those guys have a good sense a' humour and don't take us into court.
- Uh, what's the court?
- Never mind that, the important thing here...
- You mean the People's Court.
- The... Now, that's another story. The important thing here is that we get
to the part where you ask me how I'm gonna get down to the shore.
- Oh, how you gettin' down to the shore?
- Funny you should ask, I've got a car now..
- Ah wow, how'd ya get a car?
- Oh, my folks drove it up here from the Baahamas.
- You're kidding!
- I must be, the Bahamas are islands. Okay, the important thing here is
that, uh, you ask me what kinda car it is.
- Uh uh, what kinda car do ya' got?
- I've got a bitchin' Camaro...
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Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
I ran over my neighbors
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
Now I'm in all the papers
My folks bought me a bitchin' Camaro
With no insurance to match
So if I happen to run you down
Please don't leave a scratch
I ran over some old lady
One night at the county fair
And I didn't get arrested
Because my dad's the mayor
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
Donuts on your lawn
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
Tony Orlando and Dawn
When I drive past the kids
They all spit and cuss
Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro
And they have to ride the bus
So you'd better get out of my way
When I come through your yard
Cause I've got a bitchin' Camaro
And an Exxon credit card
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
Hey man where ya headed?
Bitchin' Camaro, Bitchin' Camaro!
I don't want unleaded!
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