We were sixteen at the most
McCartney was the Holy Ghost
And we were sure our smiles
Would never turn to tears

Eighteen caught us pretty fast
Legal to make love at last
Something we'd been
Playing with for years

Yeah, life was great in '65
Made this boy feel so alive
But growing up made
Something go all wrong

And it seemed like
All the ways of the world
Took away from my thoughts
Of a pretty girl

Now I wanna go back
To catch an endless sun

I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
A little loving on the weekends
Would make me feel alright

I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
To kiss away my blues
In the full moonlight

So life became a conglomeration
Mama's ways, I know?
I was so confused
Nowhere to turn

And then my lady got so psychedelic
No reasons left to be angelic
Now I wanna kindle the flame
That used to burn

And I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
A little loving on the weekends
Would make me feel alright

I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
To kiss away my blues
In the full moonlight

No, I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
A little loving on the weekends
Would make me feel alright

I don't want nothing heavy
Just my baby in the back of my Chevy
To kiss away my blues
In the full moonlight