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The Reverend Horton Heat - Five-o Ford şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Reverend Horton Heat

albüm: Liquor In The Front


Let me tell you the tale of a hot rod race
That happened out in a secluded place
Where no one lives
'Cept cows and a few raccoons
I was drivin' around in my shoe-box car
My baby and me underneath the stars
My engine was knockin'
But I knew it'd clear real soon
I was cruisin' along 'bout ninety-five
I looked in my mirror and man alive
Some guy was gaining on me
As his engine roared
So I gave that holly carb' some gas
My baby cried out don't let him pass
I guess it's just that bitch got bored
I had to race my fucked up Ford
♪
I made the turn at one-o'-eight
And he was up on my back gate
And I knew he had something bad
Underneath that hood
So I pushed it up to a hundred and ten
That flathead motor was about to give in
I crossed my fingers and prayed to the lord
Don't let me down you fucked up Ford
♪
It's my fucked up Ford! Ooh!
It's my fucked up Ford!
When cherry tops began to spin
I knew this race was about to end
It's a cop by God
My engine can't give no more
He threw me in jail, warrant ignored
My car blew up as the oil poured
I guess it's just that bitch got bored
I had to race my fucked up Ford
It's my fucked up Ford! Yurgh!
It's my fucked up Ford!

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