Chords: C  D  Em  G 

C 
Guess I should have known 

       D 
By the way your parked your car 

    Em                         C 
Sideways that it wouldn't last 

    C 
See you're the kind of person 

    D 
Who believes in making out once 

Em                         C 
Love 'em and leave 'em fast 

C 
Guess I must be dumb 

          D 
She had a pocket full of horses 

Em                        C 
Trojans, some of them used 

C 
But it was Saturday night 

             D 
I guess that makes it alright 

Em 
And you say, "What have I got to lose?" 

And honey I say 
 
[Refrão]
     C      D      G 
     Little red corvette 
     Baby you're much too fast 
     Little red corvette 
     C                      D 
     You need a love that's gonna last 

  C                         D 
I guess I shoulda closed my eyes 
                         Em 
When you drove me to the place  
                      C 
where your horses run free 

C 
'Cuz I felt a little ill 
       D 
When I saw all the pictures 
       Em                               C 
Of the jockeys that were there before me 
C                   D 
Believe it or not I started to worry 
  Em                           C 
I wondered if I had enough class 
C     
But it was Saturday night,  
             D 
I guess that makes it all right 
               Em                        C 
And you say, "Baby, have you got enough gas?  
"Oh yeah 


Chorus 


  C 
A body like yours (A body like yours)  
 D 
Oughta be in jail (Oughta be in jail)  
                 Em                   C 
'Cuz it's on the verge of bein' obscene  
('Cuz it's on the verge) (of bein' obscene)  

C                D 
Move over baby, gimme the keys  
          Em      
I'm gonna try to tame your  
           C 
little red love machine  


Chorus -- ad lib & fade