Hot Rod Lincoln
by: Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen
My Pappy said, "Son you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
if you don't stop driving that hot rod Lincoln!"
Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
where the Fords and Lincolns were settin' the pace
that story is true, I'm hear to say
I was 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 dual exhaust
with four-eleven gears you can really get lost
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared
the brakes are good, tires fair
Pulled out of San Pedro late one night
and the moon and the stars was shinin' bright
we was drivin' up Grapevine Hill
passin' cars like they were standin' still
All the sudden in the wink of an eye
a Cadillac sedan had passed us by
and I said boys, "it a mark for me"
by then the taillight was all you could see
Now the fellas ripped me for being behind
So I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind
took my foot off the gas and man-alive
I shoved it on down into overdrive
Wound it up to a hundred and ten
my speedometer said that I hit top end
my foot was glued like lead to the floor
that's all there is and there ain't no more
Now the boys all thought I lost my sense
and 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, sideswiped a truck
crossed my fingers just for luck
my fenders was clicking the guardrail post
the guy beside me was white as a ghost
Smoke was coming from out of the back
when I started to gain on that Cadillac
Knew I couldn't catch him, I thought I could pass
Don't you know by then we'd be low on gas
We had flames coming from out of the side
you could feel the tension, man what a ride
I said, "Look out boys, I got a licence to fly!"
and that Caddy pulled over and let us by
Now all of the sudden, she'd started to knockin'
and down into duece she started to rockin'
I looked in the mirror, red light was blinkin'
the cops was after my hot rod Lincoln
They arrested me and they put me in jail
and 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!"
This is the type of music you to listen to when you develop a full-blown auto addiction.
by: Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen
My Pappy said, "Son you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
if you don't stop driving that hot rod Lincoln!"
Have you heard the story of the hot rod race
where the Fords and Lincolns were settin' the pace
that story is true, I'm hear to say
I was 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 dual exhaust
with four-eleven gears you can really get lost
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared
the brakes are good, tires fair
Pulled out of San Pedro late one night
and the moon and the stars was shinin' bright
we was drivin' up Grapevine Hill
passin' cars like they were standin' still
All the sudden in the wink of an eye
a Cadillac sedan had passed us by
and I said boys, "it a mark for me"
by then the taillight was all you could see
Now the fellas ripped me for being behind
So I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind
took my foot off the gas and man-alive
I shoved it on down into overdrive
Wound it up to a hundred and ten
my speedometer said that I hit top end
my foot was glued like lead to the floor
that's all there is and there ain't no more
Now the boys all thought I lost my sense
and 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, sideswiped a truck
crossed my fingers just for luck
my fenders was clicking the guardrail post
the guy beside me was white as a ghost
Smoke was coming from out of the back
when I started to gain on that Cadillac
Knew I couldn't catch him, I thought I could pass
Don't you know by then we'd be low on gas
We had flames coming from out of the side
you could feel the tension, man what a ride
I said, "Look out boys, I got a licence to fly!"
and that Caddy pulled over and let us by
Now all of the sudden, she'd started to knockin'
and down into duece she started to rockin'
I looked in the mirror, red light was blinkin'
the cops was after my hot rod Lincoln
They arrested me and they put me in jail
and 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!"
This is the type of music you to listen to when you develop a full-blown auto addiction.