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