He's the king of the cobras, a pavement hound

He plays upon a waitress at the Space Lodge Lounge

In walks 'no shoes - no service' as the plates hit the ground

Her two-weeks notice just blew into town



There goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevrolet



He cools the evening with a Pabst Blue Ribbon beer

She's chewin' gum in his right ear

Broke down in Bedrock Canyon, dropped the clutch and pressure plate

You know the red-head took two quarts

Now she's runnin' great



There goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevrolet



I went on vacation, out on Interstate 10

The heat's gettin' to ya, so's the wife and kids

He'll rise up out of the blacktop, like a pagan god

And blow on by you like some mirage



There goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevrolet