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Hot Rod Lincoln Lyrics - Allroy's Revenge - All

My pappy said 

"Son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin' 

If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln" 

 

Have you heard the story of the hotrod race 

Where the Fords and Lincolns were 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 a 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 exhausts 

With four eleven gears, you can really get lost 

Got safety tubes but I ain't scared 

The brakes are good, the tires' fair 

 

Pulled out of San Pedro late one night 

And the moon and the stars were shining bright 

We was drivin' up Grapevine Hill 

Passin' cars like they was standing still 

 

All of a sudden, in the wink of an eye 

A Cadillac sedan passed us by 

I said, "Boys, that's a mark for me" 

By then the tail lights was all you could see 

 

Now the fellas ribbed me for being behind 

So thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind 

Took my foot of the gas and man alive 

I shoved it on down into over drive 

 

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 that 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 looked like dots 

 

Took a corner, side swiped a truck 

Crossed my fingers just for luck 

My fenders was clickin' the guard rail posts 

The guy beside me was white as a ghost 

 

Smoke was coming from outta of the back 

When I started to gain on that Cadillac 

Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass 

Don't ya know by then we'd be low on gas? 

 

Had flames comin' from outta 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 the sudden she started to knockin' 

And down in a dips she started to rockin' 

I looked in the 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 

He said, "Son, you're gonna to drive me to drinkin' 

If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln" 

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