HOT ROD LINCOLN
BY COMMANDER CODY AND THE LOST PLANET AIRMEN
My pappy said, Son, you`re gonna` drive me to drinkin`
If you don`t stop drivin` that Hot Rod Lincoln.
Have you heard this story of the Hot Rod Race
When Fords and Lincolns was settin` the pace.
That story is true, I`m here to say
I was drivin` that Model A.
It`s got a Lincoln motor and it`s really souped up.
That Model A Vitimix makes it look like a pup.
It`s got eight cylinders; uses them all.
It`s got overdrive, just won`t stall.
With a 4-barrel carb and a dual exhaust,
With 4.11 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
The moon and the stars was shinin` bright.
We was drivin` up Grapevine Hill
Passing cars like they was standing still.
All of a sudden in a wink of an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed us by.
I said, Boys, that`s a mark for me!
By then the taillight was all you could see.
Now the fellas was ribbin` me for bein` 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 blue, like lead to the floor.
That`s all there is and there ain`t no more.
Now the boys all thought I`d lost my sense
And telephone poles looked like a picket fence.
They said, Slow down! I see spots!
The lines on the road just look like dots.
Took a corner; sideswiped 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 out of the back
When I started to gain on that Cadillac.
Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass.
Don`t you know by then we`d be low on gas?
We had flames comin` from out of the side.
Feel the tension. Man! What a ride!
I said, Look out, boys, I`ve got a license to fly!
And that Caddy pulled over and let us by.
Now all of a sudden she started to knockin`,
And down in the dips she started to rockin`.
I looked in my mirror; a 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!
