Molly Hatchett - Ragtop Deluxe Lyrics

Stole my heart back in '62
I knew I had to have her someday
I copped a feel
I got her for a steal
She's showroom down to San Jose
Come on

Got brass quad pipes
Talkin' bad V8
Always on time
She ain't never late
Take you anywhere you wanna go
She's the place
I call my home sweet home

Some people drive sedans
Some people, they drive four-wheel trucks
But just give me my ragtop deluxe
Oh yeah

Bird dog searchin' for the farmer's niece
Keepin' blue lights out of the rear-view mirror
Three speed shifter on the floor console
Come on, baby, give me more, more, more

Some people ride their luck
Some people wanna ride their bucks
But just give me my ragtop deluxe
Ragtop deluxe
Come on, Johnny boy

Now hold it!
Oh, baby
I think it's time we took this thing for a spin
Just let that top down
So I can put on a big old grin
Oh yeah
She's a mover, yeah
Oh yeah

Some people ride their luck
Some people wanna ride their bucks
Just give me my
Ragtop deluxe
Oh, bring your seat cover over here, baby

High performance
You got what I need
Take it real easy, baby
Take it high speed

She like to follow them little white lines
I'm glad to say she's mine, mine, mine

Some people drive sedans
Some people, they drive four-wheel trucks
But just give me my ragtop deluxe
Ragtop deluxe
Talkin' bout my ragtop
Yeah