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2:56 The Lyrics to "Bitchin Camaro"
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5/6/86 By The Dead Milkmen
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Hey Jack... What's Happenin'?
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I dunno..
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Well ahh, Rumor around town says you might be thinkin about goin' down to the
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shore.
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Ahh, Yeah, I think I'm going to go down to the shore.
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What ya gonna do down there?
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Ahh, I dunno. Play some video games, buy some Def Leppard T-shirts...
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Don't forget your Motley Crue T-shirt.. Ya know, all proceeds go to
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get their lead singer out of jail!
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Uh huh.
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Hey, ya gonna check out The Sand Bar while you're down there?
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Ahh, what's The Sand Bar?
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Ahh, It's a place that lets 16-year-old kids drink!
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Aww Cool!
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Yeah. Hey, guess who's gonna be there?
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Uh, Who?
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Our favorite cover band, "Crystal Shit"!
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Wow!
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Yeah, they do a door show. You'd really be impressed, in fact it goes a little
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like this...
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Love me two times baby, Love me twice today,
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Love me two times, girl, Cause I've got AIDS!
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Love me two times baby, once for tomorrow,
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Once cause I've got AIDS!
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Pretty good Jim Morrison imitation there. I hope those guys have a GOOD sense
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of humor and DON'T take us into court.
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Ahh what's the court?
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Never mind that. The important thing here...
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The People's Court!
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Well, that's another story. The important thing here is that we get to the
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part where you ask me how I'm going to get down the shore.
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Oh, how you getting down to the shore?
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Funny you should ask, I've got a car now!
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AWw Wow, how'd you get a car?
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My folks drove it up here from the Bahamas.
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You're kidding!
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I must be, the Bahamas are islands. Ok, the important thing here is that you
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ask me what kind of car it is.
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Ahh, what kinda car do ya got?
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I've got a BITCHIN CAMARO.
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Bitchin Camaro, Bitchin Camaro, I ran over my neighbor.
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Bitchin Camaro, Bitchin Camaro, now it's in all the papers.
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My folks bought me a bitchen camaro with no insurance to match,
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So if I happen to run you down, please don't leave a scratch!
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I ran over, some old lady, one night at the county fair,
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And I didn't get arrested, cause my dad's the mayor!
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Bitchin Camaro, Bitchin Camaro, They're outside your lawn,
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Bitchin Camaro, Bitchin Camaro, Tony, Orlando and Dawn!
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When I drive, past the kids, they all spit and cuss.
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Cause I've got a bitchin camaro and they have to ride the bus!
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So ya better get out of my way, when I come through your yard,
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Cause I've got a bitchen camaro and an Exxon credit card!
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Bitchin Camaro, Bitchin Camaro, Hey man where ya headed?
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Bitchin Camaro, Bitchin Camaro, I jump on and sped it!
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