Washington Avenue Cool Lyrics

Fifteen blocks, two stop lights

Don't sound like much I know

This mill town come Saturday nights

There was only one place to go

So we'd get them engines purring waiting for the week to end

We weren't going nowhere, but we still liked to pretend, we were

Washington Avenue Cool,

Looking so smooth

Cruising up and back

That same old black top

Smiling like fools

With everything and nothing both to prove

Washington Avenue Cool

Mike he drove that Chevy Nova

He rebuilt with his dad

Danny ran that El Camino

With the the cute girls in the back

Well me I drove this POS when mom would let me have the keys

So I'd sometimes watch wishing I could be

Muscle Cars, making noise and cruising up that street

Was a hell of a life but someone had to be

Washington Avenue Cool,

All that we knew

was cruising up and back

That same old black top

Acting all

Washington Avenue Cool,

Looking so smooth

Cruising up and back

That same old black top

Smiling like fools

With everything and nothing both to prove

Never needing anything more to do . . .

than be

Washington Avenue Cool

Washington Avenue Cool

Washington Avenue Cool