Walt Wilkins - Big Shiny Cars lyrics

The boys that I run with Went down to the Firebird They played for three hours And they paid for their beer And they wrestled their devils For their good friends and neighbors They moved them to dance And sometimes to tears They sang songs about highways About strippers and k**ers About fingers on Satin And lamplight on lace They sang songs about love And songs about barflies And some people said There were ghosts in the place CHORUS: Shout hallelujah and sing jambalaya Shoot for the moon and wind up on a star Someday we'll be able to get a good table And drive around town in big shiny cars Well it's no bed of roses when all a man knows is Three chords and a dust cloud And finds himself down Amongst these high powered brokers In their lizard skin loafers And dangerous habits they just can't put down REPEAT CHORUS: Yeah, we'll ride around town In big shiny cars