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