Hot Rod Lincoln Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
My pappy said
"Son, you're gonna drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln"Have you heard the story of the hotrod race
Where the Fords and Lincolns were settin' the pace?
That story is true, I'm here to say
I was drivin' that model AIt's got a Lincoln motor and it's really souped up
That a model a body makes it look like a pup
It's got eight cylinders and uses 'em all
Got overdrive, just won't stallWith 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' fairPulled 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 stillAll of a sudden, in the wink of an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said, "Boys, that's a mark for me"
By then the tail lights was all you could seeNow 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 driveWound 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 moreNow 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 dotsTook a corner, side swiped a truck
Crossed my fingers just for luck
My fenders was clickin' the guard rail posts
The guy beside me was white as a ghostSmoke was coming 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 flames comin' 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 byNow 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 LincolnThey 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"