Got a favotite singalong song about cars & driving ?
Either grid locked or on the open road.
With the windows down & the volume up.
Some lyrics would be nice so we can all join in and get A2K really rocking.
Song: Cadillac Ranch
Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Well there she sits buddy just a-gleaming in the sun
There to greet a working man when his day is done
I'm gonna pack my pa and I'm gonna pack my aunt
I'm gonna take them down to the Cadillac Ranch
Eldorado fins, whitewalls and skirts
Rides just like a little bit of heaven here on earth
Well buddy when I die throw my body in the back
And drive me to the junkyard in my Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac
Long and dark shiny and black
Open up your engines let `em roar
Tearing up the highway like a big old dinosaur
James Dean in that Mercury `49
Junior Johnson runnin' through the woods of Caroline
Even Burt Reynolds in that black Trans Am
All gonna meet down at the Cadillac Ranch
Cadillac, Cadillac...
Hey little girlie in the blue jeans so tight
Drivin' alone through the Wisconsin night
You're my last love you're my last chance
Don't let `em take me to the Cadillac Ranch
She's real fine my 409
She's real fine my 409
My 409
Well I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
For I knew there would be a time
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
When I would buy a brand new 409
(409, 409)
Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 40...
Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
409 ooooo
(Giddy up giddy up oooo)
(Giddy up giddy up oooo)
(Giddy up giddy up oooo)
(Giddy up giddy up)
When I take her to the track she really shines
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
She always turns in the fastest times
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
My four speed dual quad posi-traction 409
(409, 409, 409, 409)
Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 409
(Giddy up giddy up 409)
Giddy up 40...
Nothing can catch her
Nothing can touch my 409
(409 409 409 409)
Giddy up 409
(409 409 409 409)
Giddy up 409
(409 409 409 409)
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bobsmyth
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Fri 1 Aug, 2003 08:35 am
BEEP BEEP
The Playmates
(very slowly)
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
While riding in my Cadillac
What to my surprise
A little Nash Rambler was following me
About one third my size
The guy musta wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
(slowly)
I pushed my foot down to the floor
To give the guy the shake
But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind
He still had on his brake
He musta thought his car had more guts
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep)
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
(normal speed)
My car went into passing gear
And we took off with gust (whoosh)
Soon we were going ninety
Musta left him in the dust
When I peeked in the mirror of my car
I couldn't believe my eyes
The little Nash Rambler was right behind
You'd think that guy could fly
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
(quickly)
Now we were doing a hundred and ten
This certainly was a race
For a Rambler to pass a Caddy
Would be a big disgrace
The guy musta wanted to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn (beep beep)
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn
Beep beep beep beep
His horn went beep beep beep
(very quickly)
Now we're going a hundred twenty
As fast as I can go
The Rambler pulled along side of me
As if we were going slow
The fella rolled down his window
And yelled for me to hear
"Hey buddy how do I get this car outa second gear?"
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Piffka
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Fri 1 Aug, 2003 08:38 am
We like to sing along with whatever music is playing. Maybelline is a good song, but it's hard to remember all the words. Here they are:
Maybelline
Chuck Berry
Maybelline, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do
As I was motivatin' over the hill
I saw Maybelline in a coup de ville
A Cadillac a-rollin' on the open road
Nothin' will outrun my V8 Ford
The cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five
She's bumper to bumber rollin' side by side
Maybelline, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do
Pink in the mirror on top of the hill
It's just like swallowin' up a medicine pill
First thing I saw that Cadillac grille
Doin' a hundred and ten gallopin' over that hill
Offhill curve, a downhill stretch
Me and that Cadillac neck by neck
Maybelline, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do
The Cadillac pulled up ahead of the Ford
The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more
It then got cloudy and it started to rain
I tooted my horn for a passin' lead
The rain water blowin' all under my hood
I knew that was doin' my motor good
Maybelline, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do
The motor cooled down, the heat went down
And that's when I heard that highway sound
The Cadillac a-sittin' like a ton of lead
A hundred and ten a half a mile ahead
The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still
And I caught Maybelline at the top of the hill
Maybelline, why can't you be true?
Oh Maybelline, why can't you be true?
You've started back doing the things you used to do
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bobsmyth
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Fri 1 Aug, 2003 09:13 am
King Of The Road
by Roger Miller
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents.
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
Third boxcar, midnight train
Destination...Bangor, Maine.
Old worn out clothes and shoes,
I don't pay no union dues,
I smoke old stogies I have found
Short, but not too big around
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
I know every engineer on every train
All of their children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town
And every lock that ain't locked
When no one's around.
I sing,
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road.
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Letty
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 10:57 am
Hey, Oakman. good to see you posting again. Here's one by de Boss:
Pink Cadillac
You may think I'm foolish
For the foolish things I do
You may wonder how come I love you
When you get on my nerves like you do
Well baby you know you bug me
There ain't no secret 'bout that
Well come on over here and hug me
Baby I'll spill the facts
Well honey it ain't your money
'Cause baby I got plenty of that
I love you for your pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder what you do there in back
Of your pink Cadillac
Pink Cadillac
Well now way back in the Bible
Temptations always come along
There's always somebody tempting
Somebody into doing something they know is wrong
Well they tempt you, man, with silver
And they tempt you, sir, with gold
And they tempt you with the pleasures
That the flesh does surely hold
They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple
But man I ain't going for that
I know it was her pink Cadillac
Crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back
Oozing down the street
Waving to the girls
Feeling out of sight
Spending all my money
On a Saturday night
Honey I just wonder what it feels like in the back
Of your pink Cadillac
Now some folks say it's too big
And uses too much gas
Some folks say it's too old
And that it goes too fast
But my love is bigger than a Honda
It's bigger than a Subaru
Hey man there's only one thing
And one car that will do
Anyway we don't have to drive it
Honey we can park it out in back
And have a party in your pink Cadillac
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bobsmyth
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 12:00 pm
Well she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)
Well the girls can't stand her
'Cause she walks looks and drives like an ace now
(You walk like an ace now you walk like an ace)
She makes the Indy 500 look like a Roman chariot race now
(You look like an ace now you look like an ace)
A lotta guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now
(You drive like an ace now you drive like an ace)
And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)
Well you knew all along
That your dad was gettin' wise to you now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
And since he took your set of keys
You've been thinking that your fun is all through now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
But you can come along with me
'Cause we gotta a lot of things to do now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
And we'll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
And we'll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
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Swimpy
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 12:04 pm
No Particular Place To Go
Ridin' along in my automobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
My curiosity runnin' wild
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go.
Ridin' along in my automobile
I'm anxious to tell her the way I feel,
So I told her softly and sincere,
And she leaned and whispered in my ear
Cuddlin' more and drivin' slow,
With no particular place to go.
No particular place to go,
So we parked way out on the Kokomo
The night was young and the moon was bold
So we both decided to take a stroll
Can you imagine the way I felt?
I couldn't unfasten her safety belt!
Ridin' along in my calaboose
Still tryin' to get her belt unloose
All the way home I held a grudge,
But the safety belt, it wouldn't budge
Cruisin' and playin' the radio
With no particular place to go.
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dyslexia
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 12:21 pm
Truckin', got my chips cashed in,
Keep truckin', like the do-dah man
Together, more or less in line,
Just keep truckin' on.
Arrows of neon and flashin' marquees out on main street,
Chicago, New York, Detroit and it's all on the same street.
Your typical city involved in a typical daydream.
Hang it up and see what tommorrow brings.
Dallas, got a soft machine;
Houston, too close to New Orleans;
New York's got the ways and means;
But just won't let you be, oh no.
Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love.
Most of the time they're sittin' and cryin' at home.
One of these days they know they better get goin'
Out of the door and down on the street all alone.
Truckin', like the do-dah man
Once told me "Gotta play your hand.
Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime
If you don't lay'em down."
Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me
What a long, strange trip it's been.
Now what in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She's lost her sparkle, you know she isn't the same.
Livin' on reds, and vitamin C, and cocaine,
All a friend can say is ain't it a shame.
Truckin', up to Buffalo,
Been thinkin' you got to mellow slow.
It takes time, you pick a place to go
And just keep truckin' on.
Sittin' and starin' out of the hotel window.
Got a tip they're gonna kick the door in again.
I like to get some sleep before I travel,
But if you got a warrant, I guess you're gonna come in.
Busted, down on Bourbon Street.
Set up, like a bowling pin.
Knocked down, it get's to wearin' thin,
They just won't let you be, oh no.
You're sick of hangin' around and you'd like to travel;
Get tired of travelin' and you want to settle down.
I guess they can't revoke your soul for tryin',
Get out of the door and light out and look all around.
Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me
What a long, strange trip it's been.
Truckin' , I'm a goin' home,
Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,
Back home, sit down and patch my bones
And git back truckin' on.
Hey now git back truckin' home.
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edgarblythe
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 12:46 pm
Car Car - by Woody Guthrie
I'll take you ridin in my car car
Take you ridin in my car car
Take you ridin in my car car
Ridin in my car
Engine goes br-r-r-rr br-r-r-rr
Engine goes brr-r-r-rr br-r-r-rr
Ridin in my car
Horn goes beep beep
Horn goes beep beep
Horn goes beep beep
Ridin in my car
I want to sit in the front seat
I want to sit in the back seat
Front seat back seat
Ridin in my car
Tell you what I'll do I'll drive so fast
Tell you what I'll do I'll drive so fast
Tell you what I'll do I'll drive so fast
Drivin in my car
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edgarblythe
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 01:18 pm
While this is not strictly a car song, I think you will agree it is not out of place here.
TALKING DUST BOWL BLUES, by Woody Guthrie
Back in 1927
I had a little farm and I called that heaven
Well the prices up and the rain came down
And I hauled my crops all into town
I got the money bought clothes and groceries
Fed the kids and raised a family
Rain quit and the wind got high
And the black old dust storm filled the sky
And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine
And I poured it full of this gas-i-line
And I started rockin and rollin
Over the mountains out towards the old peach bowl
Way up yonder on a mountain road
I had a hot motor and a heavy load
I's a goin pretty fast there wasn't even stopping
A bouncing up and down like popcorn popping
Had a break-down sort of a nervous bustdown of some kind
There was a feller there mechanic feller
Said it was en-gine trouble
Way up yonder on a mountain curve
It's way up yonder in the piney wood
And I give that Ford a rolling shove
And I'se a gonna coast as fur as I could
Commenced coasting picking up speed
Was a hairpin turn I didn't make it
Man alive I'm telling you
The fiddles and the guitars really flew
That Ford took off like a flying squirrel
And it flew half way around the world
Scattered wives and childrens
All over the side of that mountain
We got out to the west coast broke
So dadgummed hungry I thought I'd croak
And I bummed up a spud or two
And my wife fixed up a tater stew
We poured the kids full of it
Mighty thin stew though
You could read a magazine right through it
Always have figured
That if it'd just been a little bit thinner
Some of these here politicians
Coulda seen through it
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Swimpy
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 01:49 pm
Rockin' Down The Highway
The Doobie Brothers
Got those highway blues can't you hear the motor running
Driving down the road with my foot on the floor
All the way in town they can hear me coming
Fours about the top she will do no more
And I smell my motor burning,
Underneath the hood of smoke
Can't stop, and I can't stop
Gotta keep moving or I'll lose my mind
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
The highway patrol's got his eyes on me
Know what he's thinking and it ain't good
Moving so fast he can barely see me
Gonna lose that man I know I should
I got to kick in the pedal,
Make the car move a little bit faster
Can't stop, and I can't stop
Gotta keep moving or I'll lose my mind
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
Oh, rockin' down the highway
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eoe
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 08:47 pm
CRUISIN'
Smokey Robinson
Baby let's cruise
Away from here
Blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah
And if you want it you got it it forever
This is not a one night stand, baby
Oh we're gonna fly away
Glad you're going my way
I love it when we're cruisin' together
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edgarblythe
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 09:26 pm
ROCKET 88
You may have heard of jalopies
You heard the noise they make
Let me introduce you to my Rocket 88
Yes it's great
Just won't wait
Everybody likes my Rocket 88
Gals will ride in style
Movin all along
V-8 motor and this modern design
My convertable top and the gals don't mind
Sportin with me ridin all around town for joy
Blow your horn Rocket blow your horn
Step in my Rocket and a don't be late
We're pullin out about half past eight
Goin on the corner and a havin some fun
Takin my Rocket on a long hot run
Ooh goin out
Oozin and cruisin along
Now that you've ridden in my Rocket 88
I'll be around every night about eight
You know it's great
Don't be late
Everybody likes my Rocket 88
Gals will ride in style
Movin all along
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Rae
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Sat 2 Aug, 2003 10:23 pm
Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall,
Ninety-nine bottles of beer,
Ya take one down, pass it around,
Ninety-eight bottles of beer on the wall
Ninety-eight bottles of beer on the wall,
Ninety-eight bottles of beer,
Ya take one down, pass it around,
Ninety-seven bottles of beer on the wall.....
I don't dare type the rest. Ya'll get the idea. :wink:
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Eva
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Fri 12 Sep, 2003 04:03 pm
This one always has the perfect rhythm for the road...
I LOVE A RAINY NIGHT
--Eddie Rabbitt
Well, I love a rainy night
I love a rainy night
I love to hear the thunder
Watch the lightning
When it lights up the sky
You know it makes me feel good
Well I love a rainy night
It's such a beautiful sight
I love to feel the rain
On my face
To taste the rain on my lips
In the moonlight shadow
Showers wash
All my cares away
I wake up to a sunny day
'Cause I love a rainy night
Yes I love a rainy night
Well I love a rainy night
I love a rainy night
Puts a song
In this heart of mine
Puts a smile on my face every time
'Cause I love a rainy night
Yes I love a rainy night
Ooh I love a rainy night
Yeah I love a rainy night
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oldandknew
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Fri 12 Sep, 2003 04:10 pm
Don't know that one Eva, I like anything loud, with a good bass line. I quite like Joe Walsh doing Lifes Been Good To Me
I have a mansion but forget the price
Ain't never been there, they tell me its nice
I live in hotels, tear out the walls
I have accountants pay for it all
They say I'm crazy but I have a have a good time
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime
Life's been good to me so far
My Maseratti does one-eighty-five
I lost my license, now I dont drive
I have a limo, ride in the back
I lock the doors in case I'm attacked
I'm making records, my fans they can't wait
They write me letters, tell me I'm great
So I got me an office, gold records on the wall
Just leave a message, maybe I'll call
Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through
I cant complain but sometimes I still do
Life's been good to me so far
I go to parties sometimes until four
It's hard to leave when you can't find the door
It's tough to handle this fortune and fame
Everybody's so different, I haven't changed
They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time
I keep on goin' guess I'll never know why
Life's been good to me so far
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kitchenpete
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Wed 5 Nov, 2003 10:30 am
Drive My Car - Beatles
Asked a girl what she wanted to be
She said baby, can't you see
I wanna be famous, a star on the screen
But you can do something in between
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you
I told a girl that my prospects were good
And she said baby, it's understood
Working for peanuts is all very fine
But I can show you a better time
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you
Beep beep'm beep beep yeah
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you
I told a girl I can start right away
And she said listen babe I got something to say
I got no car and it's breaking my heart
But I've found a driver and that's a start
Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you
Ignition Remix - R Kelly
no I'm not tryin to be rude,
but hey pretty girl im feelin you
the way you do the things you do
remind me of my Lexus coup
that's why im all up in yo grill
tryina get you to a hotel
you must be a foot ball coach
the way you got me playin the field
now gimme that toot toot
and I'll give you that beep beep
runnin her hands through my 'fro
bouncin on 24's
while they say on the radio...
[chorus]
this is the remix to ignition
hot and fresh out the kitchen
mama rollin that body
got evey man in her wishin
sippin on coke and rum
I'm like so what im drunk
it's the freakin weekend baby
I'm about to have me some fun
(Let me see you) Bounce-
bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
(Now let me see you) Bounce-
bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
Bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce-bounce
now its like murder she wrote
once i get you out them clothes
privacy is on the door
still they can hear you screamin more
girl im feelin what you feelin
no more hopin and wishin
im bout to take my key and
stick it in the ignition
so gimme that toot toot
and i'll give you that beep beep
runnin her hands through my 'fro
bouncin on 24's
while they say on the radio...
this is the remix to ignition
hot and fresh out the kitchen
mama rollin that body
got evey man in her wishin
sippin on coke and rum
im like so what im drunk
its the freakin weekend baby
im about to have me some fun
crystall poppin in the stretch navigator
we got food every where
as if the party was catored
we got fellas to my left
honnies on my right
we bring em both together we got drinkin all night
then after the show its the (after party)
and after the party its the (hotel lobby)
and round about 4 you gotta (clear the lobby)
then head take it to the room and freak somebody
can i get a toot toot
can i get a beep beep
runnin her hands through my 'fro
bouncin on 24's
while they say on the radio...
this is the remix to ignition
hot and fresh out the kitchen
mama rollin that body
got evey man in her wishin
sippin on coke and rum
im like so what im drunk
its the freakin weekend baby
im about to have me some fun
girl we off in this jeep
foggin windows up
blastin the radio
in the back of my truck
bouncin up and down
stroke it round and round
to the remix
we just thuggin it out...
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Phoenix32890
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Wed 5 Nov, 2003 10:54 am
Quote:
Fun, Fun, Fun Lyrics
Time: 2:06 Irving Music, Inc. BMI
Master # 51179 Recorded 1/1/64
Single Released 2/3/64 (Capitol 5118)
Charted 2/15/64 Reached #5
A side with "Why Do Fools Fall In Love"
Brian Wilson/Mike Love
Well she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)
Well the girls can't stand her
'Cause she walks looks and drives like an ace now
(You walk like an ace now you walk like an ace)
She makes the Indy 500 look like a Roman chariot race now
(You look like an ace now you look like an ace)
A lotta guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now
(You drive like an ace now you drive like an ace)
And she'll have fun fun fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)
Well you knew all along
That your dad was gettin' wise to you now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
And since he took your set of keys
You've been thinking that your fun is all through now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
But you can come along with me
'Cause we gotta a lot of things to do now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
And we'll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
And we'll have fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(fun fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
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