My chassis’ rolling fifty, my grease is getting gritty
Been cruising this strip, since it was hip, way back
before this town became a city
Feeling bold when I pulled up to kitty, she cold
She smiled warm and pretty, just paroled
Her grill flashed silver and gold, my heart rolled
and my thoughts got shifty… I said
Come ride in my Lincoln
So low that the belly be slinking
So strong, 40 foot long, like a King Kong
with the balls out swinging, Weeeeee
460 wringing with a four barrel drinking
Light‘em up till the smoke be stinking
Headers so bright, there's got to be a engine light
blinking, blinking, blinking
So we left scar, in the fresh tar
In the police parking lot, in a big star
Like a merry go round and round and round
Hear a siren sound, laughing
as we bust out, on the east bound
We run her up to a buck-thirty
She is screaming out the words kind a dirty
'Till we hit a dip and we go light as a feather
Sparks fly and we slam hard together
CHORUS
She said it’s so big… but’s that’s effective
She says It’s large… from every perspective
It’s too much… baby that’s just subjective
When crushing the town is your prime directive
I say chilly down but she jumps the gate
Kissing me long on the interstate
But I pull the reins and we blow across some lanes
As we skid to a stop, cause she can’t wait
CHORUS
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