Daddy's blue Buick Special, from '58
Rolling down the roads, memories we'd create
Growing up in Sweden, dreamin' of the States
Windows down, wind in our hair, just feeling so great
Oh, Daddy's blue Buick Special, a symbol of our dreams
Driving through the streets, under the moonbeams
Swedish heart, American dream, intertwined it seems
In that old Buick from '58, our bond gleams
From the vinyl seats to the chrome on the grill
The smell of leather, the taste of excitement, still gives me a thrill
With every mile we traveled, stories untold
In that Buick Special blue, our adventures unfold
Oh, Daddy's blue Buick Special, a symbol of our dreams
Driving through the streets, under the moonbeams
Swedish heart, American dream, intertwined it seems
In that old Buick from '58, our bond gleams
Through the years, through the tears, that old car stayed true
A legacy of love, determination, through and through
Every ride, every turn, a lesson in pride
In that Buick Special blue, our strength did reside