Rag Top Down

It’s Friday night I’m gonna lay my money down.
Shining up the old car to take it for a ride into town.
Just me and my baby cruising with the rag top down.

People want to know when you’re riding in a coupe-deville.
Everybody’s got a chevy and they’re parking up on the hill.
If my baby wants to ride all night I know that she will.

She’s got the long tube frame with the fins hanging back in the rear.
I’ve got an automatic arm around my baby shifting into gear.
She says lean over Daddy, I want to whisper something in your ear.

Keep the radio tuned and cruise it to the rock and roll.
The town is jumping everybody is on the go.
Keep your eyes on the road I’m going down nice and low.

It’s Friday night I’m gonna lay my money down.
Shining up the old car to take it for a ride into town.
Just me and my baby cruising with the rag top down.