Hot Rod Lincoln
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Hot Rod Lincoln
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My pappy said "son, you gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"
Have you heard the story about the hot rod race
Where the Fords and the Lincolns were settin' the pace?
That story's true, I'm here to say
I was a drivin' that Model-A
It's got a Lincoln motor and it's really souped up
That Model-A body makes it look like a pup
It's got eight cylinders and uses 'em all
Got overdrive, just won't stall
With a four-barrel carb and a dual exhaust
With 4-11 gears you can really get lost
Got safety tubes but I ain't scared
The brakes are good, tires fair
Pulled outta San Pedro late one night
The moon and the stars was shinin' bright
We was drivin' up Grapevine hill
Passin' cars like they was standin' still
All of a sudden in the wink of an eye
Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said "boys, that's the mark for me"
By then the tailight was all you could see
Now the fellas ribbed me for bein' behind
So I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind
Took my foot off the gas 'n' man alive
I shoved it on down into overdrive
Wound it up to a hunderd an' ten
My speedometer said that I hit top end
My foot was glued like lead to the floor
That's all there is an' there ain't no more
Now the boys all thought I'd lost my sense
Them telephone poles looked like a picket fence
They said "slow down, I see spots!"
The lines on the road just looked like dots
Took a corner 'n' side-swiped a truck
Crossed my fingers just for luck
My fenders was clickin' the guardrail posts
The guy beside me was white as a ghost
Smoke was comin' from outta the back
When started t' gain on that Cacillac
Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass
Don't cha by then we'd be low on gas
We had flames comin' from outta the side
You could feel the tension, man whatta ride
I said "look out boys, I got a license to fly"
And that Caddy pulled over and let us by
Now all of a sudden she started knockin'
Down in the dip she started to rock
And I looked in the mirror, a red light was blinkin'
The cops was after my Hot Rod Lincoln
They arrested me and they put me in jail
And they called my pappy to throw my bail
And he said "son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"
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