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Car/bike song lyrics


garethr

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Started wondering about this when I was thumbing through the CDs last night.

 

What are your favourite car or bike related song lyrics?

 

A couple of mine. I'm convinced Little Deuce Coupe started me on the road to spending far too much on bikes and cars, I really must buy a Yank V8 one day :).

 

Copperhead Road (Steve Earle)

Well my name's John Lee Pettimore

Same as my daddy and his daddy before

You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here

He'd only come to town about twice a year

He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line

Everybody knew that he made moonshine

 

Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad

He headed up the hollow with everything he had

It's before my time but I've been told

He never came back from Copperhead Road

 

Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge

Bought it at an auction at the Masons' Lodge

Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side

Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside

Well him and my uncle tore that engine down

I still remember that rumblin' sound

 

Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night

Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right

He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load

You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road

 

I volunteered for the Army on my birthday

They draft the white trash first'round here anyway

I done two tours of duty in Vietnam

And I came home with a brand new plan

I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico

I just plant it up the hollow down Copperhead Road

 

Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air

I wake up screaming like I'm back over there

I learned a thing or two from Charlie don't you know

You better stay away from Copperhead Road

 

 

Little Deuce Coupe (Beachboys)

Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down

But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town

When something comes up to me he don't even try

Cause if she had a set of wings man I know she could fly

She's my little deuce coupe

You don't know what I got

 

Just a little deuce coupe with a flat head mill

But she'll walk a Thunderbird like it's standing still

She's ported and relieved and she's stroked and bored

She'll do a hundred and forty with the top end floored

She's my little deuce coupe

You don't know what I got

 

She's got a competition clutch with the four on the floor

And she purrs like a kitten till the Lake Pipes roar

And if that ain't enough to make you flip your lid

There's one more thing, I got the pink slip, Daddy

 

Comin' off the line when the light turns green

Well she blows 'em outta the water like you never seen

I get pushed out of shape and it's hard to steer

When I get rubber in all four gears

 

She's my little deuce coupe

You don't know what I got

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Wind-

In My Hair-

Shifting And Drifting-

Mechanical Music-

Adrenalin Surge...

 

Well-Weathered Leather,

Hot Metal And Oil,

The Scented Country Air.

Sunlight On Chrome,

The Blur Of The Landscape,

Every Nerve Aware.

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I always used to like Johnny Cash - One piece at a time.

 

Well, I left Kentucky back in '49

An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line

The first year they had me puttin' wheels on cadillacs

 

Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by

And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry

'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.

 

One day I devised myself a plan

That should be the envy of most any man

I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand

Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired

But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired

I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.

 

CHORUS

I'd get it one piece at a time

And it wouldn't cost me a dime

You'll know it's me when I come through your town

I'm gonna ride around in style

I'm gonna drive everybody wild

'Cause I'll have the only one there is a round.

 

So the very next day when I punched in

With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends

I left that day with a lunch box full of gears

Now, I never considered myself a thief

GM wouldn't miss just one little piece

Especially if I strung it out over several years.

 

The first day I got me a fuel pump

And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk

Then I got me a transmission and all of the chrome

The little things I could get in my big lunchbox

Like nuts, an' bolts, and all four shocks

But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy's mobile home.

 

Now, up to now my plan went all right

'Til we tried to put it all together one night

And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong.

 

The transmission was a '53

And the motor turned out to be a '73

And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone.

 

So we drilled it out so that it would fit

And with a little bit of help with an A-daptor kit

We had that engine runnin' just like a song

Now the headlight' was another sight

We had two on the left and one on the right

But when we pulled out the switch all three of 'em come on.

 

The back end looked kinda funny too

But we put it together and when we got thru

Well, that's when we noticed that we only had one tail-fin

About that time my wife walked out

And I could see in her eyes that she had her doubts

But she opened the door and said "Honey, take me for a spin."

 

So we drove up town just to get the tags

And I headed her right on down main drag

I could hear everybody laughin' for blocks around

But up there at the court house they didn't laugh

'Cause to type it up it took the whole staff

And when they got through the title weighed sixty pounds.

 

CHORUS

I got it one piece at a time

And it didn't cost me a dime

You'll know it's me when I come through your town

I'm gonna ride around in style

I'm gonna drive everybody wild

'Cause I'll have the only one there is around.

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Queen:-

 

The machine of a dream

Such a clean machine

With the pistons a pumpin'

And the hub caps all gleam

 

When I'm holdin' your wheel

All I hear is your gear

When my hand's on your grease gun

Oh it's like a disease son

 

I'm in love with my car

Gotta feel for my automobile

Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar

Such a thrill when your radials squeal

 

Told my girl I'll have to forget her

Rather buy me a new carburetor

So she made tracks sayin'

This is the end now

Cars don't talk back

They're just four wheeled friends now

 

When I'm holdin your wheel

All I hear is your gear

When I'm cruisin' in overdrive

Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive

 

I'm in love with my car

Gotta feel for my automobile

I'm in love with my car

String back gloves in my automolove

 

;)

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Beemer, you know you are a Beemer

Well can your pistons clear your valves, oh no!

I said Beemer, you're nothing but a Beemer

Well you put your valves through your head, oh no!

I said "Far out, - Its a trip to the scrapper for you!"

You know, - Well you know you had it comin' to you,

Now there's not a lot I can do

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Ridin' along on my pushbike, honey.

When I noticed you.

Ridin' downtown in a hurry, honey,

Down South Avenue.

 

You looked so pretty as you were ridin' along.

You looked so pretty as you were singing this song.

 

Well, I put on the speed,

And I tried catching up,

But you were pedaling harder too.

Ridin' along like a hurricane, honey,

Spinning out of view.

 

You looked so pretty as you were ridin' along.

You looked so pretty as you were singing this song.

Sing a song!

 

A-round, round, wheels goin' round round round.

Down up pedals, down up down.

But I gotta get across to the other side of town,

Before the sun goes down. Hey, hey!

 

Now we're riding along on the bicycle, honey.

That's a bicycle built for two.

A-lookin' at my honey in the rearview mirror;

Now I got a better view.

 

You looked so pretty as you were ridin' along.

You looked so pretty as you were singing this song.

Sing a song!

 

A-round, round, wheels goin' round round round.

Down up pedals, down up down.

But I gotta get across to the other side of town,

Before the sun goes down. Hey, hey

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