Hot Rod Lincoln

Well, you heard the story of the hot rod race?
That fatal day, when the Ford and the Mercury went out to play
Well, this is the inside story, I'm here to say
I'm the kid that was drivin' that Model A

I got a Lincoln motor, and it's really souped up
That Model A body makes it look like a pup
It's got 12 cylinders and it uses them all
With an overdrive, it just won't stall

I got a four-barrel carb with a dual exhaust
And 4.11 gears, you can really get lost
It's got safety tubes, and I'm not scared
The brakes are good, and the tires are fair

Well, we left San Pedro late one night
The moon and stars was shinin' bright
And everything went fine up the Grapevine Hill
Was passing cars like they was standing still

Well, then all of a sudden, like the flick of an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed us by
A remark was made, "There's a car for me"
By then, the taillights was all you could see

Well, the fellas ribbed me for bein' behind
So, I started to make that Lincoln unwind
I took my foot off the gas and, man alive
I shoved it down into overdrive

Well, I wound it up to 'bout a hundred-and-ten
I twisted the speedometer cable off its end
And I had my foot feet clear to the floor
I said, "That's all there is, there ain't no more"

Well, I went around a corner and I passed a truck
And I whispered a prayer just for luck
My fenders was clickin' the guardrail post
The guy beside me looked as white as a ghost

I guess they thought I'd lost my sense
Telephone post like a picket fence
They said, "Slow down, I see spots"
The lines on the road look just like dots

Well, the smoke was rollin' out the back
When I started to gain on that Cadillac
I knew I could catch him, and I hoped to pass
But when I did, I'd be nearly out of gas

Well, I went around the corner with the tires on the side
You could feel the tension, man, what a ride
I said, "Hold on, I got a license to fly"
And the Cadillac pulled over and he let me by

Then all of a sudden, the rods started knockin'
Went down the dip and started rockin'
I looked in my mirror and a red light was blinkin'
The cops was after my hot rod Lincoln!

Well, they arrested me, and they put me in jail
And I called my pop and to go my bail
He said, "Son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that hot rod Lincoln!"