Last night I dreamt of a high school girl long legged and fine
And I took her from her daddy and she left her home behind
I was driving an old blue Belvedere, the seat was pushed way back
And she stared straight out the window as the trees went rushing by
Last night I dreamt of her underwear, the way she smelt in bed
And the way she tossed, way she squirmed
The dreams she might have had
And I think it's sad how her mom and dad don't ever understand
And I think it's sad how her friends all talk
I think it's sad how her friends all talk
I think it's sad how her friends all talk and the hateful things they say
Last night I dreamt of a high school girl, her smile was bright and wide
And I took her from her daddy and she left her smile behind
I was driving an old blue Belvedere, the seat was pushed way back
And she stared straight out the window and she ain't coming back
She ain't coming back
