I got no money for a set of wheels
and how I acts and how I feels
The better women living in this town
they want some big wheels to roll around
Oh, I would sell my soul for an automatic with a cruise control
and out by the lake underneath the stars
She could learn to love my big fine car
My big fine car with the top down baby there you are
In my big fine car
And all I got's the leather on my shoes
I'm into leather baby how 'bout you
That's okay I didn't think you were
Maybe naugahyde maybe fake fur
Oh, I would lose my shirt for dual exhausts and fender --
Out by the golf course, under par
She could learn to love my big fine car
My big fine car with the top down baby there you are
In my fine car
Ever since I was a little boy
I hung one wish upon a star
That God would come and take this silly toys
and deliver me one big fine car
And you talk oh very wiser now
and about your love that's gonna last
But there's one thing I've known since I was ten years old
Women, they just wanna go fast in big fine cars
In big fine cars with the top down baby there you are
In big fine cars
I just got to have a big fine car
A big fine car...