We were sixteen at the most McCartney was our 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 Growing up made something go all wrong It seemed all the ways of the world Look away from the thoughts of a pretty girl Now I wanna go back to catch up in this song. I dont want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy Little loving on the weekends make me feel alright I dont want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy To kiss away my blues in the full moon light. So life became an conglomination Of mamas ways and a woodstock nation I was so confused no where to turn And then my lady got so psychodelic No reasons left to be angelic Now I wanna kindle the flame that used to burn. I dont want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy Little loving on the weekends make me feel alright I dont want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy To kiss away my blues in the full moon light. I dont want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy Little loving on the weekends make me feel alright I dont want nothing heavy Just my baby in the back of my Chevy To kiss away my blues in the full moon light...