| | Impala Lyrics Artist(Band):Steve Poltz
It not all it crack up to be. Soda pop, radio on. Dedicate my girl a song. Gone are days of simple things, Got to buy baby diamond rings. Keep it simple, just don't brag. Got to be high speed low drag In the Impala of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love Coffee pot is so bilingual Self help books on being single Everything is so hi tech Why can't we just park by the lake and neck? In the Impala of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love Love in the 20th century is Such confusion such mystery. Where's my modem? Where's my mother? Fax incoming Oh brother. Stars are out, you look fine. Empty clothes, empty bottle of wine. You got nice jambes, that's French for legs. Let's cook in the back like a couple poached eggs. In the Impala of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love (do wop do wop) Baby of my love If you find some error in Impala Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Carrie_Lee_Clare@hotmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Impala The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Steve Poltz" Music | |
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