Daddy Had A Buick

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Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride Daddy like to drive it and Mama liked to glide Four white walls constantly in motion From the Great Smoky Mountains to the California ocean Two tone, rag top, holes in the side Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride Daddy had a Buick, holes in the side Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride Daddy was talker and a son of a gun Mama was a looker and a barrel of fun Daddy kept the car straight, Mama read the road map Flying down the interstate Mama's head in Daddy's lap Three blocks long and two lanes wide Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride Daddy had a Buick, two lanes wide Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride From Atlantic to Pacific and everywhere between The lakes of Minnesota to the town of New Orleans Oklahoma, Arizona, any place that they would wanna Play around, run about, lay it down or blow it out Daddy at the wheel and Mama by his side Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride Daddy had a Buick, Mama by his side Daddy had a Buick and Mama loved to ride Daddy got the blue skies, Mama got the breeze Me I got my Mama's eyes, my Daddy's Buick keys Gonna do things my way now I finally got one Flying down the highway my baby riding shotgun Two tone, rag top, holes in the side Me I got a Buick and baby loves to ride Me I got a Buick, baby loves to ride Me I got a Buick, my baby by my side Daddy has a Buick, two lanes wide Daddy has a Buick and Mama loves to ride