[Intro]

Hello Chevy

Chevy? There you go

Really? Well, listen to you

You wanna go for a ride?

Well let's go then

[Verse 1]

Once upon a time in a land of 'Bama

I met a little girl with a bent antenna

I was on the skateboard cruisin' by when I

Seen her in the yard with a sale sign in her

Didn't have a dollar to take her to dinner

All I really wanted was a chance to get her

Went to my piggy bank shoebox

Then skated right back and put my bid up

Look I know you want 3 for her, but I got 25 hundred in cash

Please nobody better deserves to sit upon a box Chevy like that

Not a stall, not a pause, not a chirp when I turned the key, man, everything worked

And I think I gotta new girlfriend

Black on black-white wall dessert

[Chorus]

My box Chevy that's my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, that's my baby

Body so clean

I'm leanin' back in my box Chevy

That's my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, that's my baby

Body so clean

I'm leanin' back in my box

[Verse 2]

Hello little baby, you're lookin' like a 10 with that there wax on

Funny how I never thought about another love like uhh

Cadillac on chrome

Or another way to ride home

At night I'm crazy, but little buddy you're such a lady

Gotta put rose petals on your dashboard

You never let me down, when we go to town

And you gotta beautiful sound

Out the back of the pipes, you breathe

Rum t-t-tum tum yessiree

And if I wanna get there in a hurry

You can run a corner with no swerving

I pull up and hop out of her lap quick

With the AC blowin' out them snow flurries

Cold in the woods, storms in the winter

I just let her run under the hood, let her get warm and then I enter

Can I re-introduce my buddy, try not to let her get ugly

But if I gotta hit a ditch and dip this bitch I'll leave a piggy muddy

It's

[Chorus]

My box Chevy that's my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, that's my baby

Body so clean

I'm leanin' back in my box Chevy

That's my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, that's my baby

Body so clean

I'm leanin' back in my box

[Verse 3]

This is is my box, this ain't no Maybach

Ballers say "Why Yeler?", Yeler says "Why not?"

Do it for time watch

My whip is timeless my address says classic

Address my box as your highness

Roll around the city with my girl

Come on everybody and meet my love

I know it wanna make you hurl

So I keep a brown paper bag in the glove

Spewing this, your new Buicks

You're new to rich, ruinin' whips

My bitch is better, whatever, baby

They hate greatness greatly my lady

They can't persuade me to put in suede seats

Take off my hubcaps, that just ain't me

Here we go again you and I ride, off into the sun of an Alabama sky

Rum t-t tumtum, say bye bye!

[Chorus]

My box Chevy that's my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, that's my baby

Body so clean

I'm leanin' back in my Box Chevy

That's my girlfriend

She's always ready, always ready to run

Box Chevy, that's my baby

Body so clean

I'm leanin' back in my box