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My pappy said "Son your gonna drive me to drinkin' If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln" Have you heard the story of the hot rod race Where the Fords and Lincolns were settin' the pace? That story is [bad word] 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 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 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 [bad word] Crossed my fingers just for luck My Fenders was clickin' the guard rail posts The guy beside me was white as a ghost Smoke [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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"