Once upon a time I bought an el camino
Trying to impress a girl
She had some karaoke equipment you see
To load it on the el camino would have been easy as 1,2,3

When I first got it
It was about the color of her eyes
A real pretty blue
But you know how time has a way of taking it's due

Now it's faded and a little run down
And I believe it could still take me wherever I'm bound
But I guess I'll never drive again through that nichalosville town

But in case there's anyone like me I wanted to share the info
You see I figured out something a long time ago
But I didn't think of what I should have soon enough
And after all this time she still doesn't know

This isn't much of a story
And it happened a long time ago
But the moral of the story is this
You just can't impress a girl with an el camino