She was counting out her tips and staring at the clock
When that jet black Pontiac slid into the parking lot
He walked in with a greasy grin
Said, 'I'm needing something sweetShe said, 'Man, that Trans Am's the sweetest thing I've seenHe said, 'Honey let me take you for a rideShe said, 'Only if you let me drive
Firebird fly, burn up the sky
Wanna hear that engine crying
Stomp on the gas, gotta go fast
Screaming into the night and
Leaving it all behind
Firebird fly
Stopped outside Phoenix for smokes and gasoline
He said, 'Keep that motor running and wait right here for meShe turned her head, smiled and said
'I've been waiting all my lifeThen she popped the clutch and in a cloud of dust
She left him high and dry
For the first time she could finally spread her wings
Down the highway you could hear her sing
Firebird fly, burn up the sky
Wanna hear that engine crying
Stomp on the gas gotta go fast
Screaming into the night and
Leaving it all behind
Firebird fly