El Camino Lyrics - Welder - Elizabeth Cook

I know this guy, hes all wrong for me 

He wears shirts that are trippin on LSD 

I must be high as a kite on diesel fumes 

He got me sportin bell bottoms and braids to school 

I never thought hed get this far 

Certainly not in THAT kind of funky-ass car 

Hes been pickin me up everyday at the curb 

In his nineteen seventy-two refurb 

EL CAMINO (Brown and Tangerine) 

EL CAMINO (Drinkin gasoline) 

CAMINO (Lean and obscene) 

EL CAMINO 

I told him your car is CREEPY man 

And not in a gangsta kinda way 

But in a PERV kinda way 

You got a lot of nerve drivin that kind of car 

And takin me fishing out to the park 

Youre like some dude on blow in that movie Boogie Nights 

And this Friday night you wanna go to the fights in your 

After Saturday matinee roller derby 

We went parking and things got blurry 

I thought man I cant get much hotter 

And then I caught a whiff of pina colada 

And we were making love in the disco era 

And he was Travolta and I was Farrah 

I was like man what is happening here 

Dude must of put a qualude in my beer 

If I wake up married, Ill have to annul it 

Right now my hands are in his mullet