Deja Blues |
LyricsDéjà BluesWords and Music by: Thom Farrar Well, I was crusin' down southbound 55 When I saw a sleek little lady that caught my eye So I started to pass her to catch a glimpse inside But like a bat out of hell, she drove off and left me behind Chorus She was lean and mean The '57 Chevy I mean Oh, I couldn't care less who the driver was Even though that woman really could drive I turned off the freeway to see where the lady had gone About a mile ahead, I seen her turn her headlights on She was headed on uptown, downtown... anywhere her wheels could be found Now I'm feeling it too, from driving all night long Chorus Bridge Come on ladies, don't get me wrong Come on fellas, y'all know what I mean If it's hardtop, ragtop, chromed out and loaded dream machine If I'm in the doghouse y'all know where I'll be Lead Final Chorus She was lean and mean The '57 Chevy I mean No, I couldn't care less who the driver was Even though that woman really could drive I said "Lord, that woman really could drive" All I'm saying is Lord, that woman's really good ride Copyright © 2006 Thom Farrar Music (BMI) |
| Lyric Credits: Thom Farrar |
| Music Credits: Thom Farrar |
| Producer Credits: Thom Farrar |
| Publisher Credits: Copyright © 2006 Thom Farrar Music (BMI) |
| Label Credits: Copyright © 2006 Stellar Mass Records |
| Song Length: 3:46 |
| Primary Genre: Country-Rock |
| Secondary Genre: Country-Contemporary |