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Gramps he had a new car
We were going for a ride
Driving that Chevy Impala
On a warm summer night
His hands were sure and steady
Ten and two upon the wheel
And the dashboard lights they were glowing
All too cool to even be real
And Gramps he chuckled
And he clucked his tongue
He smiled at me
And he began to hum
It feels to me
Like we're driving in a dream
Oh, it feels to me
Like we're driving in a dream
We're cruising down Maine Street
We were going extra slow
He was catching all the red lights
So everyone would know
That he had a brand new Chevy
And his grandson by his side
Yeah, I was just a young kid
But I knew that was called pride
And Gramps he whistled
And he notched his thumb
He smiled at me
And he began to hum
It feels to me
Like we're driving in a dream
Oh, it feels to me
Like we're driving in a dream
He said—I've had used cars
All of my life
Put some dreams on hold
'Cause that's what felt right
But this Chevy Impala
It just doesn't feel real
It feels like we're driving in a dream
Oh, it feels like we're driving in a dream
Oh, it feels like we're driving in a dream
Driving in that Chevy Impala
We were cruising through the night
The warm air swirling around us
And buzzing with summer life
I know that car was his dream
But it felt like mine too
I wonder if I had to be there
For his dream to come true
And we chuckled
And we clucked our tongues
We smiled at each other
And we began to hum
It feels to me
Like we're driving in a dream
Oh, it feels to me
Like we're driving in a dream
Oh, it feels to me
Like we're driving in a dream