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Have you heard this story of the hot rod race

When Fords and Lincolns was setting the pace

That story is true, I'm here to say

I was driving that Model A

It's got a Lincoln motor and it's really souped up

That Model A body makes it look like a pup

It's got eight cylinders, uses them all

It's got overdrive, just won't stall

With a 4-barrel carb and a dual exhaust

With 4.11 gears you can really get lost

It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared

The brakes are good, tires fair

Pulled out of San Pedro late one night

The moon and the stars was shining bright

We was driving up Grapevine Hill

Passing cars like they was standing still

All of a sudden in a wink of an eye

A Cadillac sedan passed us by

I said, "Boys, that's a mark for me"

By then the tail light was all you could see

Now the fellas was ribbing me for being behind

So I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind

Took my foot off the gas and man alive

I shoved it on down into overdrive

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 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 look like dots"

Took a corner, sideswiped a truck

Crossed my fingers just for luck

My fenders was clicking the guardrail posts

The guy beside me was white as a ghost

Smoke was coming from out of the back

When I started to gain on that Cadillac

Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass

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

We had flames coming from out of 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 a sudden she started to knocking

And down in the dips she started to rocking

I looked in my mirror; a red light was blinking

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

And he said, "Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinking

If you don't stop driving that hot, rod, Lincoln!"