Chebby Chasing


In the quiet American town of Chevy Chase,
there's been a big uproar at the fair,
an invasion of migrant low riders,
to the Contours De Elegance there

They used to like Alec Baldwin's work,
but now wish Chevy Chase would return,
but Chevy is too busy going on vacation,
with American pie movies that earn.

Drove my Chebby to the lebbee,
but the lebbee was high, not dry.
Drank tequila and ate the worm,
swam that sucker, USA do or die!

When we ride, we ride low.
When we ride, we ride slow.
No more that tilted Diego show,
rump up high, nose down low.

Chebby was always the American dream,
like apple pie, blonde bikini girl scream.
If ever my hebby Chebby would go away,
I'd jump in a Ford and suicide that day!


57

57 Chevy Bel Air Lowrider Courtesy MotorTrend.com


Just something a little punny fun.
My apologies to all I have offended.

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10/28/21

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