Coal Black Model T (Outtake)

Well, I hope I die in a coal-black model T
And I come along, baby, gonna take a look at me
Gonna fly through the ocean
Gonna fly through the sea
Gonna fly my, my, my, my, my

I hit second gear, I'm a little wimpy, honey, yes
But I get first prize, I remember it quite clear
'Cause we're gonna fly through the ocean
Gonna fly through the sea
Gonna fly, wow

I hope I die in a coal-black model T
Well-a come along-a baby gonna take, a take a look at me
We're gonna fly through the ocean
Gonna fly, fly, fly through the sea
Gonna fly, we fly, we fly

A hundred miles an hour, we're wanted on the radio
Bits of the rubber keep falling all over the road

I hope I die in m' model T
And I hope I die in m' model T
Well, the law a, law a, took-a my model T
And they gave a, gave a, gave me a limousine
Yeah, the law a, law a, took-a my model T
And they gave a, gave a, gave a-me a limousine

Yeah, the law a, law a, took-a my model T
And the law-a, law-a, gave a-me a limousine
Yeah, the law-a, law-a, gave a-me a limousine
Yeah, the law-a, law-a, gave a-me a limousine
Gave me w-w-white limousine
Give me w-w-white limousine

Well, they took, took, took my model T
And they took, took, took my model T
And they took, took, took my model T
And they gave-a, gave-a, gave-a me a limousine
A white limousine
A white limousine
A white limousine
A white limousine