So-Cal V8

Rock star, rock star, I am such an art star

Shut down the critics, I drive such a fast car

Justify and get left behind

First gear, second gear, third gear, it's alright

Pop song, pop song, you are not a wrong song

You give me the chills, and it feels just like

God, my friend, don't get left behind

First gear, second gear, third gear, it's alright

I've got the power

Driving ninety miles an hour

Burning rubber

I leave the pigs in the dust

So, Cal V8, freaky white chick in a pink dashiki

So, Cal V8, Pammy's on a bummer

And not even peaking

So, Cal Southern Cal-i-forn-i-a

Cherry, cherry, so good it's scary

No go, no go, you drive a show boat

Not a fad or a blast from the past

It's alright

So, Cal V8, Bob is on the corner

Singing for some scratch

So, Cal V8, Chuck Kelley selling mama's stash

So Cal V8, just looking for some easy action

So Cal V8, just looking for some satisfaction

In the South Bay, in the South Bay

Yeah, in the South Bay

Lose your mind in the South Bay