He's the king of the Cobras, a pavemount hound
He plays upon a waitress at the Space Lodge Lounge
In walks "no shoes - no service" as the plates hit the ground
Her two-week notice, just blew into town

There goes a red-headed legend in a blue Chevrolet

He cools the evening with a Blue Ribbon beer
She's chewin' gum in his right ear
Broke down in Bedrock Canyon, dropped the clutch and pressure plate
You know the red-head took two quarts
Now she's running great

There goes a red-headed legend in a blue Chevrolet

I went out on vacation, out on Interstate 10
The heat's gettin' to ya, so's the wife and kids
He'll rise up out of the blacktop, like a pagan god
And blow on by you like some mirage

There goes a red-headed legend in a blue Chevrolet