Chansons de "chars"

The Beach Boys - 409 (pour le fameux moteur 409 p.c. 2x4bbl de Chevrolet)

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She's real fine my 409
My 409

Well I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
For I knew there would be a time
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
When I would buy a brand new 409
(409, 409)
Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 40...

Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
409 ooooo
(Giddy up giddy up oooo)
(Giddy up giddy up oooo)
(Giddy up giddy up oooo)
(Giddy up giddy up)

When I take her to the track she really shines
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
She always turns in the fastest times
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
My four speed dual quad posi-traction 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)

Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 40...

Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
(409 409 409 409)
Giddy up 409
(409 409 409 409)
Giddy up 409
(409 409 409 409)

LITTLE GTO
(John Wilkin)
RONNY & THE DAYTONAS (MALA 481, 1964)

Little GTO, you're really lookin' fine
Three deuces and a four-speed and a three-eighty-nine
Listen to her jaggin' up now, listen to her whine
Come on and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out, GTO

(Yeah-yeah, little GTO)

You oughta see her on a road course or a quarter mile
This little modified pon-pon has got plenty of style
She beats the gassers and the rail jobs, really drives 'em wild
Come on and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out, GTO

(Yeah-yeah, little GTO)

Gonna save all my money to buy a GTO
Get a helmet and a roll bar and I'll be ready to go
Take it out to Pomona and let 'em know, yeah-yeah
That I'm the coolest thing around
Little buddy, gonna shut you down
When I turn it on, wind it up, blow it out, GTO

(Yeah-yeah, little GTO)

Also recorded by The Wild Angels and The Beach Boys

She’s American made;
You know what I mean.
Red on black -
She’s a street machine.
Sets ten inches off the ground with a custom plate...
It says “IEATZ28”.
Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Yeah, a highway wonderland.
Yeah, and ‘79
‘ll be the end of the road
If you want horsepwer
Overload
Ooh, if you like kicks,
Just take her to the floor
And you’re red lined and shiftin’ gears,
Hear the engine roar
Of my Trans Am
Come on, catch me if you can
In my Trans Am!
Highway wonderland! Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Highway wonderland!
She shines on the street,
Yeah, and she shies at the heat,
And she shines in my Baby’s eyes,
And she shines on
Every other guy’s Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Highway wonderland!

T...R...A...N...S...A...M... Trans Am!

From Daytona Beach
Down to Riverside:
If there’s a race,
She’s qualified!
And my 6.6
Gets a little too heavy
For a Big Boss Ford
Or a 350 Chevy.
Trans Am!
Come on, catch me if you can
In my Trans Am!
Highway wonderland! Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Me and my Trans Am!
Come on, catch me if you can
In my Trans Am!
Ooh, highway wonderland!

High...way...won...der...land!

Forget about your Hemi's and your GTO's
I've got a new machine, and she really gos.
When I pass you up on the drag strip you'll know darn well
You've been beat by a porcupine V8 Chevelle

Taching it up now, you better be quick
Cus' nothing can outrun my SS 396.

There's lots of chrome goodies sitting under the hood
She looks real pretty, like a tough one should.
On the redline tires, she sits real mean
She's the coolest hot one... you've ever seen
Crusing the highways, getting my kicks
Everyone's checking out my SS 396

Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (she sits real low)
Dealer tires grip the road
Her deep breathing fours (deep breathing fours)
And they'll never settle short (never settle short)
Feel the rear end grab the load

Take you for a ride man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat.
The four speed tranny is starting to whine
You'll know about the Super Sport
Once we get off the line

Crusing the highway, getting my kicks
Nothing can match my...SS 396

Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (she sits real low)
Dealer tires grip the road
Her deep breathing fours (deep breathing fours)
And they'll never settle short (never settle short)
Feel the rear end grab the load

Take you for a ride man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat.
The four speed tranny is starting to whine
You'll know about the Super Sport
Once we get off the line

Nothing can match my...SS396
SS 396
SS 396
SS 396
SS 396

Dans ma Camaro" de Stéphane "Ché pus cé quoi son nom" ahah.

reghoule a écrit:"Dans ma Camaro" de Stéphane "Ché pus cé quoi son nom" ahah.

Les Chemins d'été - Steve Fiset

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Quand l'été reviendra, nous partirons tous deux
Dans ma belle Camaro bleue, à ciel ouvert
Sur la Trans-Canada, entre les arbres verts
Nous filerons vers Vancouver, tout droit
Ta tête dans mon cou, comme au Cinérama
Le paysage s'ouvrira, sur nous
D'une main au volant, l'autre sur tes genoux
Je prendrai mon élan
Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai sur tous les chemins d'été
Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai à San Francisco
Soleil de plomb sur nos fronts brûlants
Nos cheveux longs flottants dans le vent
Et attention nous nous envolons comme des cerfs-volants

Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai sur tous les chemins d'été
Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai à San Francisco
Dans la nuit noire à cent milles à l'heure
Je t'en ferai voir de toutes les couleurs
Et au matin sur notre chemin il pleuvra des fleurs

Quand l'été reviendra, nous partirons tous deux
Dans ma belle Camaro bleue, à ciel ouvert
J'irai chercher là-bas, jusqu'au diable vauvert
Tous les étés de l'univers, pour toi
Nous irons faire l'amour, sous des soleils de feu
Quelque part où le ciel est bleu, toujours
Et si la terre est ronde, nous roulerons autour
Vers l'autre bout du monde

Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai sur tous les chemins d'été
Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai à San Francisco
Soleil de plomb sur nos fronts brûlants
Nos cheveux longs flottants dans le vent
Et attention nous nous envolons comme des cerfs-volants
Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai sur tous les chemins d'été

Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai à San Francisco
Dans la nuit noire à cent milles à l'heure
Je t'en ferai voir de toutes les couleurs
Et au matin sur notre chemin il pleuvra des fleurs

Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai sur tous les chemins d'été
Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai à San Francisco
Soleil de plomb sur nos fronts brûlants
Nos cheveux longs flottants dans le vent
Et attention nous nous envolons comme des cerfs-volants

Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai sur tous les chemins d'été
Dans ma Camaro, je t'emmènerai à San Francisco
Dans la nuit noire à cent milles à l'heure...

SS396 - Paul Revere and The Raiders (Chevelle SS396 1966)

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Forget about your Hemi's and your GTO's
I've got a new machine, and she really gos.
When I pass you up on the drag strip you'll know darn well
You've been beat by a porcupine V8 Chevelle

Taching it up now, you better be quick
Cus' nothing can outrun my SS 396.

There's lots of chrome goodies sitting under the hood
She looks real pretty, like a tough one should.
On the redline tires, she sits real mean
She's the coolest hot one... you've ever seen
Crusing the highways, getting my kicks
Everyone's checking out my SS 396

Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (she sits real low)
Dealer tires grip the road
Her deep breathing fours (deep breathing fours)
And they'll never settle short (never settle short)
Feel the rear end grab the load

Take you for a ride man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat.
The four speed tranny is starting to whine
You'll know about the Super Sport
Once we get off the line

Crusing the highway, getting my kicks
Nothing can match my...SS 396

Look at her go (look at her go)
She sits real low (she sits real low)
Dealer tires grip the road
Her deep breathing fours (deep breathing fours)
And they'll never settle short (never settle short)
Feel the rear end grab the load

Take you for a ride man, it's really a treat
Strap yourself into a bucket seat.
The four speed tranny is starting to whine
You'll know about the Super Sport
Once we get off the line

Nothing can match my...SS396
SS 396
SS 396
SS 396
SS 396

I've been drivin' all night
My hand's wet on the wheel
There's a voice in my head
That drives my heel

It's my baby callin'
Says I need you here
And it's a-half past four
And I'm shiftin' gear

When she is lonely
And the longing gets too much
She sends a cable
Coming in from above

Don't need no phone at all

We've got a thing
That's called radar love
We've got a wave in the air
Radar love

The radio is playing some forgotten song
Brenda Lee's comin' on strong
The road has got me hypnotized
And I'm speedin' into a new sunrise

When I get lonely
And I'm sure I've had enough
She sents her comfort
Coming in from above

We don't need no letter at all

We've got a thing
That's called radar love
We've got a light in the sky
Radar love

Woo

No more speed
I'm almost there
Gotta keep cool now
Gotta take care

Last car to pass
Here I go
And the line of cars
Drove down real slow

And the radio played that forgotten song
Brenda Lee's comin' on strong
And the newsman sang his same song
Oh, one more radar lover gone

When I get lonely
And I'm sure I've had enough
She sents her comfort
Coming in from above

We don't need no letter at all

We've got a thing
That's called radar love
We've got a light in the sky
We've got a thing
That's called radar love
We've got a thing that's called
Radar love

Santa's got a GTO - Ramonas

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Paroles introuvés

Lyrics for: Hey Little Cobra

Hey, Little Cobra, don't you know
you're gonna to shut 'em down

I took my Cobra down to the track,
hitched to the back of my Cadillac,

Everyone was there just a waiting for me
There were plenty of Stingrays and XKEs,

Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike
Spring Little Cobra with all your might
Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike
Spring Little Cobra with all your might

Hey, Little Cobra, don't you know
you are going to shut them down


When the flag went down, you could hear rubber burn,
The Stingray pulled me going into the turn

I hung a big shift, and I got into high,
When I when I flew by the Stingray, I waved bye bye.

Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike
Spring Little Cobra with all your might
Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike
Spring Little Cobra with all your might

Hey, Little Cobra, Don't you know
you are going to shut 'em down


Around the turn into the straight away
I was blowing off everything that got in my way,

Stingrays and Jags were so far behind
I took my Cobra out of gear and let it coast to the line.

Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike
Spring Little Cobra with all your might
Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike
Spring Little Cobra with all your might

Hey, Little Cobra, Don't you know
you are going to shut 'em down

Shut'em down, shut'em down, shut'em down

Mustang Sally
Originally performed by Wilson Pickett
Hit # 23 on the Top 40 charts in 1966
Remade by The Commitments for the movie "The Commitments" in 1991
Mustang Sally,
Guess you better slow your Mustang down.
Mustang Sally, my baby,
Guess you better slow your Mustang down.
You been a runnin' all over the town now,
Guess I'll have to put your flat feet on the ground.

All you wanna do is a ride around, Sally (RIDE SALLY RIDE)
All you wanna do is a ride around, Sally (RIDE SALLY RIDE)
All you wanna do is a ride around, Sally (RIDE SALLY RIDE)
All you wanna do is a ride around, Sally (RIDE SALLY RIDE)

One of these early mornings
I'm gonna be wipin' those weepin' eyes.

I bought you a brand new Mustang, it was a natural sixty-five.
Now you comin' right signifyin' a woman,
Girl you won't, won't let me ride.
Mustang Sally, now baby,
Guess you better slow that Mustang down.
You been a runnin' all over the town,
Oh, I gotta put your flat feet on the ground.

All you wanna do is a ride around, Sally (RIDE SALLY RIDE)
All you wanna do is a ride around, Sally (RIDE SALLY RIDE)
All you wanna do is a ride around, Sally (RIDE SALLY RIDE)
All you wanna do is a ride around, Sally (RIDE SALLY RIDE)

One of these early mornings, I'm gonna be wipin' your weepin' eyes.

Barracuda - Heart
(A.Wilson/N.Wilson/R.Fisher)

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So this ain't the end - I saw you again today
Had to turn my heart away
You smiled like the Sun - kisses for everyone
and tales - it never fails!

You lying so low in the weeds
Bet you gonna ambush me
You'd have me down on my knees
Wouldn't you, Barracuda?



Back over Time when we were all trying for free
Met up with porpoise and me
No right no wrong you're selling a Song - a name
whisper game

If the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn it out to the wick
aren't you, Barracuda?

"Sell me sell you" the porpoise said
Dive down deep to save my head
You... I think you got the blues too.

All that night and all the next
Swam without looking back
Made for the western pools -silly fools!

Dolorès o toi ma douloureuse
Perdu dans le colorado
Tout nu dans ça d'épais d'eau
Je rêve a ton dos dans ma toronado
Dolorès o toi ma douloureuse
Perdu perdu perdu dans le colorado
Tout nu dans ça d'épais d'eau
Dans ça d'épais d'eau
Je rêve a ton dos dans ma toronado

J'ai eu toutes sortes d'autos
Des studebaker un monarch un pontiac un buick dyna-flow
Une mercedes une jaguar une peugeot une alfa-roméo
Eh que cé qu'j'ai eu part ça
Une bugati a coté de d'ça il paraît qu'une ferrari c'est rien
J'ai eu un beau lincoln 55 banane y'était swell y'était propre
Convertible le d'dans rouge
J'ai eu une p'tite scoda ça j'trouve ça ben laid
Y'était bleu poudre a part de ça
J'ai eu un nash métropolitain deux p'tits bébé austin
J'ai eu un cadillac lasalle un marquette
Un buick century un buick limited
Ah oui j'ai eu un beau edsel rouge et blanc
C't'avec ça qu'j'ai capoté
Ah oui pis j'ai eu un beau cadillac eldorado d'l'année
Sur l'autoroute ailée dans un beau char volé
Dolorès o toi ma douloureuse perdu perdu perdu a chibougamau
L'hiver comme un lavabo fret et blanc fret et blanc
Glace mon dos fret et blanc fret et blanc c'est pas un cadeau

Dolorès o toi ma douloureuse perdu a chibougamau
L'hiver fret et blanc fret et blanc comme un lavabo fret et blanc fret et blanc
Glace non dos fret et blanc fret et blanc c'est pas un cadeau

J'ai eu toutes sortes de cadeaux j'ai eu des patins a glace
Des patins a roulettes des patins a deux lames des patins a quatre lames
Une traîne sauvage un traîneau un tobogan
J'ai eu un mouchoir j'ai eu des bas
J'ai eu une boite de chocolats un cartourne de cigarettes
Un disque d'Élvis un disque de Félix un jeu mécano
Un jeu d'mini-brix un habit d'Zorro un flashlight pour voir en d'sous d'l'eau
Ah qu'osse qu'j'ai eu a part d'ça
Ah oui j'ai eu le plus beau de tous les cadeaux
J'ai eu un foulard un beau foulard gris qu'a m'avait tricoté
Sur l'autoroute ailée dans un beau char volé

Dolorès o toi ma douloureuse perdu su'a rue Ontario
Tout nu dans ma toronado j'écoute la radio les yeux pleins d'eau
J'frappe un desoto j'grimpe dans un poteau wo wo

Young Johnnie Steele has an Oldsmobile. He loves a dear little girl.
She is the queen of his gas machine. She has his heart in a whirl.
Now when they go for a spin, you know, she tries to learn his auto, so
He lets her steer while he gets her ear, and whispers soft and low;

Come away with me Lucile in my merry Oldsmobile
Down the road of life we'll fly automo-bubbling you and I.
To the church we'll swiftly steal, then our wedding bells will peal,
You can go as far you like with me, In my merry Oldsmobile.

They love to spark in the dark old park, as they go flying along,
She says she knows why his motor goes; his sparker's awfully strong.

Each day they spoon to the engine's tune, their honeymoon will happen soon,
He'll win Lucile with his Oldsmobile and then he'll fondly croon;

Come away with me Lucile in my merry Oldsmobile
Down the road of life we'll fly automo-bubbling you and I.
To the church we'll swiftly steal, then our wedding bells will peal,
You can go as far you like with me, In my merry Oldsmobile.

Patter Chorus:
Come away Lucile 'cause if I may Lucile I want to take you for my bride,
And we'll chug along and always sing a song as down the road of life we fly
Even though my car is old and squeaky now it's better than a horse or train.
When I pull the throttle out and put her into third you think you're in a plane.
To the church we're heading for a quiet wedding then I'll crank her up and take the wheel And away we'll go my honey, they will know my honey that our love is real. You can go as far you like with me, In my merry Oldsmobile,
My merry Oldsmobile.

The machine of a dream
Such a clean machine
With the pistons a pumpin'
And the hub caps all gleam

When I'm holdin' your wheel
All I hear is your gear
When my hand's on your grease gun
Oh it's like a disease son

I'm in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar
Such a thrill when your radials squeal

Told my girl I'll have to forget her
Rather buy me a new carburetor
So she made tracks sayin'
This is the end now
Cars don't talk back
They're just four wheeled friends now

When I'm holdin your wheel
All I hear is your gear
When I'm cruisin' in overdrive
Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive

I'm in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
I'm in love with my car
String back gloves in my automolove