Now you've heard
the story of the hot rod race
When the Ford and the Mercury
was setting a pace
That story's true I'm here to say
Cause I was a -driving that Model A
It's got a Lincoln motor
and it's really souped up
And that Model A body
makes it look like a pup
It's got eight cylinders and use them all
With an overdrive that just
won't stop
Got a four -barrel carb and a dual exhaust,
four eleven gears that can really get lost
Got safety tubes and I'm not scared,
the brakes are good and
the tires are fair
We left San Pedro late one night,
the moon and the stars was
shining bright
Everything went fine up the
Grapevine Hill,
we was passing cars
like they was standing still
Then all of a sudden, like the flick of an eye,
a Cadillac sedan passed me by.
The remark was made,
that's the car for me,
but then the taillight was
all you could see.
Well, the fellers ribbed me for being behind,
so I started to make
that Lincoln unwind.
Took my foot off the gas, man alive,
I shoved it down into overdrive.
Well, I wound it up to a hundred and ten
Twisted the speedometer
cable off the end
Had my foot feet clear to the floor
Says, that's all there is,
ain't no more
Went around a corner and I passed a truck
I crossed my fingers just for luck
The fenders clicking, the guardrail closed
The guy beside me white as a ghost
I guess they thought I'd lost my sense
The telephone poles looked
like a picket fence
He said, slow down, I see spots
The lines in the road,
they just look like
Smoke was rolling out of the back
when I started to gain on that Cadillac
I knew I could catch him
and I hoped I could pass,
but when I did I'd be short
on gas
Went around a corner
with the tires on the side,
you could feel the tension,
man what a ride I said hold on
I got a license to fly
and the Cadillac pulled
over and let me by
Then all of a sudden the
rod started knocking,
down in the depths she started a -rocking,
I looked in the mirror
and the red light was blinking,
the cops were there
for my hot rod licking.
Well they arrested me
and they put me in jail,
called my pop to go my bail,
he said, son,
you're gonna drive me to drinking
if you don't quit driving that
hot rod licking.
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