Played a little restaurant gig, made enough in tips To buy some chrome Cragar mags and spinners Straight six, three speed, Kenwood with JVCs Bad Company and Lynyrd Skynyrd In a parking lot at Duncanville High I'd sit out on the hood and watch the girls go by I was hell on wheels in that '68 Coupe Just living life in Acapulco Blue, Acapulco Blue Five bucks bought half a tank And I'd fly that old Mustang across the Trinity River For Thunderbird and a pack o' smokes Then I'd hit all them back roads Drive it like we'd all just live forever By Mountain Creek Lake, Mary Jane and Michelob In that big back seat, she pulled me close And the wheels turned fast, next thing we knew We took that ride in Acapulco Blue, Acapulco Blue It's sitting in a junkyard now, all the windows broke out Like some old horse put out to pasture Buried deep in that glovebox are some memories I've lost I can close my eyes and go right back there To that parking lot at Duncanville High I'd sit out on the hood and watch the girls go by I was hell on wheels in that '68 Coupe Just living life in Acapulco Blue, Acapulco Blue Straight six, three speed, Kenwood with JVCs Bad Company and Lynyrd Skynyrd