Текст: Nylons. Little Red Corvette.

I guess I should have known
By the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn't last you're the kinda person
That believes in making out once

Love 'em and leave 'em fast
I guess I must be dumb
'Cause you had a pocket full of horses
Trojans and some of them used

But it was Saturday night
I guess that makes it alright
And you said what have I got to lose

I say little red corvette, baby
You're much too fast
Little red corvette
You need a love that gonna last

Guess I should have closed my eyes
When you drove me to the place
Where your horses run free

'Cause I felt a little ill when I saw all those pictures
Of the jockeys that were there before me
Believe it or not I started to worry
I wondered if I had enough class

But it was Saturday night
I guess that makes it alright
And you say, baby
Have you got enough gas?

I say little red corvette, baby
You're much too fast
Little red corvette
You need a love that gonna last

A body like yours ought to be in jail
'Cause it's just on the verge of being obscene
Hey, move over baby, come on, give me the keys
I'm gonna tame your little red love machine

I say little red corvette, baby
You're much too fast
Little red corvette
You need a love that gonna last

You must be a limousine