It's the little old lady from Pasadena
The little old lady from Pasadena
Has a pretty little flower bed of white gardenias
But parked in a rickety old garage
Is a brand new shiny red super stocked car
And everybody's saying that there's nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard
It's the little old lady from Pasadena
If you see her on the street don't try to choose her
When you go, when you go, when you go
You might drive a goer
But you might drive a goer
But you'll never lose her
When you go, when you go, when you go
Well she's gonna get a ticket now sooner or later
Cause she can't keep her foot off the accelerator
And everybody's saying that there's nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard
It's the little old lady from Pasadena
And everybody's saying that there's nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena
She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard
And everybody's saying that there's nobody meaner
Than the little old lady from Pasadena

She drives me fast and she drives me wild
She's the terror of Colorado Boulevard
It's the little old lady from Pasadena
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Bye.