Lyrics Champagne Corolla - Steve Earle

Woo!
Hair up high and seat reared back
Looked like she should be driving something long and black
All I'm asking you
Is, "Brother, do you know her?"
Pretty little thing, ridin' by in a champagne Corolla
I've seen you 'round here just last night
Today she been by maybe two or three times
Ain't you listening to me
Lord, I done told ya
Pretty little thing, ridin' by in a champagne Corolla
Asked the boys on the corner
Did they know how many them things you think is out on the road
The one I mean
I say, "If you seen her, you know her"
Pretty little thing, ridin' by in a champagne Corolla
I don't care what no man say
She can run all week on just one tank
Goes to show you
Maybe baby got a head on her shoulders
And she sure looks sweet driving by in that champagne Corolla
I know every man thinks that he need some high tone woman
Built for speed
But you can't trust a rich girl
And no further you can throw her
Need a middle class queen, ridin' by in a champagne Corolla, hey!
LE, LS, SS, GT
Don't mean one damn thing to me
Just get me somethin' that will get me where I'm goin'
Like that pretty little girl ridin' by in a champagne Corolla
Woah, my God, so help me
I'd jump on the side if she'd just have me
All she got to do is give me a little tap on the shoulder
Oh, and I'd ride away with the girl in the champagne Corollan, hey!