It was a Sunday night I never will forget Driving down the street in my red Camaro As I pulled into the 7-Eleven The locals eyed a stranger That they did not know Challenger, he's the new contender Challenger, and he better know Challenger, we don't want no trouble From the challenger in the red Camaro He made his move And he made his challenge “Anybody want to put his pink on the line?” Behind the wheel slipped the local hero
“Ready, set, go!” and their engines whined The air was tense From the screaming metal thunder The challenger's machine Ate up the local hero's But when the dust cleared Instead of his pink slip I had the hero's baby in my red Camaro Challenger, I'm the new contender Challenger, and you better know Challenger, forget about your baby Now she rides in my red Camaro