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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Now you've heard
the story of the hot rod race
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When the Ford and the Mercury
was setting a pace
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That story's true I'm here to say
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Cause I was a -driving that Model A
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It's got a Lincoln motor
and it's really souped up
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And that Model A body
makes it look like a pup
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It's got eight cylinders and use them all
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With an overdrive that just
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won't stop
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Got a four -barrel carb and a dual exhaust,
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four eleven gears that can really get lost
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Got safety tubes and I'm not scared,
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the brakes are good and
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the tires are fair
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We left San Pedro late one night,
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the moon and the stars was
shining bright
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Everything went fine up the
Grapevine Hill,
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we was passing cars
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like they was standing still
Then all of a sudden, like the flick of an eye,
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a Cadillac sedan passed me by.
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The remark was made,
that's the car for me,
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but then the taillight was
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all you could see.
Well, the fellers ribbed me for being behind,
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so I started to make
that Lincoln unwind.
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Took my foot off the gas, man alive,
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I shoved it down into overdrive.
Well, I wound it up to a hundred and ten
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Twisted the speedometer
cable off the end
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Had my foot feet clear to the floor
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Says, that's all there is,
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ain't no more
Went around a corner and I passed a truck
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I crossed my fingers just for luck
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The fenders clicking, the guardrail closed
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The guy beside me white as a ghost
I guess they thought I'd lost my sense
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The telephone poles looked
like a picket fence
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He said, slow down, I see spots
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The lines in the road,
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they just look like
Smoke was rolling out of the back
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when I started to gain on that Cadillac
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I knew I could catch him
and I hoped I could pass,
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but when I did I'd be short
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on gas
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Went around a corner
with the tires on the side,
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you could feel the tension,
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man what a ride I said hold on
I got a license to fly
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and the Cadillac pulled
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over and let me by
Then all of a sudden the
rod started knocking,
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down in the depths she started a -rocking,
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I looked in the mirror
and the red light was blinking,
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the cops were there
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for my hot rod licking.
Well they arrested me
and they put me in jail,
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called my pop to go my bail,
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he said, son,
you're gonna drive me to drinking
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if you don't quit driving that
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hot rod licking.
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you
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