Текст песни
It was custom made, in a little old souped up jitney
Radio tuned to rock n roll, in a little old souped up jitney
now you can t catch me no baby
now you can t catch me no baby
I was rolling slowly cause of drizzlin showers, here come old flattop he was movin up with me then come wavin goodbye
Cause if you get too close, flyin on the beam set on flight control
T was the state patrol, let s get on home before we run out of gas You, and some hideaway wings
big full moon shinin up above
flyin with my baby last saturday night
And some hideaway wings, in a little old souped up jitney
I put my foot in my tank and i begin to roll, you know i m gone like a cool breeze
radio tuned to rock n roll
Now you can t catch me no, radio tuned to rock n roll, now you can t catch me no
Flyin with my baby last saturday night, it was a flight deville
I put my foot in my tank and i begin to roll, push in on the button and you can hear her sing
flyin with my baby last saturday night
Here come old flattop he was movin up with me then come wavin goodbye, cause if you get too close
Cuddle up honey be my love, here come old flattop he was movin up with me then come wavin goodbye Me, radio tuned to rock n roll
you can t catch me
And some hideaway wings, fuel consumption way too fast
You can t catch me, i put my foot in my tank and i begin to roll
I put my foot in my tank and i begin to roll, flyin with my baby last saturday night
Cause if you get too close, i m gonna name you mabelline
Here come old flattop he was movin up with me then come wavin goodbye, sweetest little thing that i ever seen
big full moon shinin up above
Now you can t catch me no, baby you can t catch me
Wasn t a gray cloud floatin in sight, i put my foot in my tank and i begin to roll
radio tuned to rock n roll
now you can t catch me no baby
New jersey turnpike in the wee wee hours, it was custom made