My daddy had a 68 Camero br When I was sixteen he went out of town br There were car keys sitting on the bureau br Screaming out come take a drive around br From here to Linda's all the lights were yellow br Even though she said we were through br When she saw me in that red Camero br All she said was let's see what she'll do br What Car, what girl, what tree, what curb br What are you talking about br I never left the house br What keys, what crash, how dare you ask br The car is gone - move on br (Daddy you'd better move on) br Monday morning he was in the kitchen br Asking if I had a tale to tell br A certain red collectible was missing br Sorry daddy that doesn't ring a bell br I was running late but I agreed to join him br At the scene of the alleged theft br But there's an emptiness you can't ignore br Where the stain of oil is all that you have left br Even if they found the wreckage br Even if they haul me in br I'm sticking to the same old story br Again and again and again and again br What Car, what girl, what tree, what curb br What are you talking about br I never left the house br What keys, what crash, how dare you ask br The car is gone - move on br What Car, what girl, what tree, what curb br What are you talking about br I never left the house br What keys, what crash, how dare you ask br The car is gone - move on br br Songwriters: David Mullen Trey Bruce Gary Burr