Gord's Gold Lyrics

She had that disposition
Sent all the boys a wishin'
As we trickled down the coast of Peggy's hide-a-way

We loaded up the cube vans,
The days were steeped in Ray-Bans
That reflected love's embrace from which I shyed away

And I wouldn't know her ass from a deep hole in the ground
Lined with bushes and a fence that the neighbors placed around
Make a child with me