Camaro Man Lyrics

He's got a Z-Door daydream, it's a fantasy,
Chrome plated pipe dream, watch it gleam.
It's a sweet 350, it's a laser beam,

Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)

Everybody's wasted, they're sucking smoke,
He'll finish first place, "He's the most!"
You won't find a trace of him, coast to coast.

Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)

"Alright ladies and gentlemen,
We've got a real pressure-cooker here.
At the line, it's a red mint Camaro,
And it's all balls in a '66 Buick Special.
Four-three-two-one and let's race...
It's chrome to chrome, door hinge to door hinge,
Wheel to wheel... and the Camaro makes his move,
He's pulling out, he's hit 5th gear! It's a winner!
It's a winner! It's... it's... Camaro Man!!"

All the babes are fingers, through his mullet doo!
And the boys are pissed off, it's the way he moves.
So sorry honey, there's no room for you.

Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh, it's Camaro Man! (Oi oi oi!)
Oh...

Ladies and gentleman, we have a winner!