I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, `twas a Flight De Ville
With a pow`ful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you will get a scene
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Now you can`t catch me, baby you can`t catch me
`Cause if you get too close, you know I`m gone like a cool breeze
New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours
I was rollin` slow because of drizzlin` showers
Here come a flat-top, he was movin` up with me
Then come wavin` goodbye a little` old souped-up jitney
I put my foot in my tank and I began to roll
Moanin` siren, `twas a state patrol
So I let out my wings and then I blew my horn
Bye bye New Jersey, I`d be come and gone
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Flyin` with my baby last Saturday night
Not a gray cloud floatin` in sight
Big full moon shinin` up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
Sweetest little thing I`ve ever seen
I`m gonna name you Maybellene
Flyin` on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock `n` roll
Two, three hours have passed us by
I`ll be 2 dropped to 5:05
Fuel consumption way too fast
Let`s get on home before we run out of gas
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