Lyrics:

She’s American made;
You know what I mean.
Red on black -
She’s a street machine.
Sets ten inches off the ground with a custom plate...
It says “IEATZ28”.
Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Yeah, a highway wonderland.
Yeah, and ‘79
‘ll be the end of the road
If you want horsepwer
Overload
Ooh, if you like kicks,
Just take her to the floor
And you’re red lined and shiftin’ gears,
Hear the engine roar
Of my Trans Am
Come on, catch me if you can
In my Trans Am!
Highway wonderland! Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Highway wonderland!
She shines on the street,
Yeah, and she shies at the heat,
And she shines in my Baby’s eyes,
And she shines on
Every other guy’s Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Highway wonderland!

T...R...A...N...S...A...M... Trans Am!

From Daytona Beach
Down to Riverside:
If there’s a race,
She’s qualified!
And my 6.6
Gets a little too heavy
For a Big Boss Ford
Or a 350 Chevy.
Trans Am!
Come on, catch me if you can
In my Trans Am!
Highway wonderland! Trans Am!
Trans Am!
Me and my Trans Am!
Come on, catch me if you can
In my Trans Am!
Ooh, highway wonderland!

High...way...won...der...land!