Cruising out Friday night, once again, in my 305 ’71,
A turbo hydromatic buzzing inside as I wonder what I’ll do for fun,
It’s, by no means, what I’d call a souped-up perfect ride,
But this baby’s mine, and the body looks fine,
So what if it runs slow?
You want it,
Come get it,
My Chevy Nova,
The carburettor doesn’t fit, my six pack always stalls,
The transmission got a leak to add to the broken mount I saw,
It’s, by no means, what I’d call a souped-up perfect ride,
But this baby’s mine, and the body looks fine,
So what if it runs slow?
You want it,
Come get it,
My Chevy Nova,
I know you think your Honda hatchback’s pretty cool,
But with that spoiler, son, you look just like a fool.
You want it,
Come get it,
My Chevy Nova,
You want it,
Come get it,
My Chevy Nova.
