Reverend Horton Heat - Five-O Ford lyrics

Let me tell you the tale of a hot rod race That happened out in a secluded place Where no one lives 'Cept cows and a few raccoons I was drivin' around in my shoebox car My baby and me underneath the stars My engine was knockin' But I knew it'd clear real soon I was cruisin' along 'bout 95 I looked in my mirror, and man alive Some guy was gaining on me As his engine roared So I gave that holly carb some gas My baby cried out, "Don't let him pa**" I guess it's just that b**h got bored I had to race my f**ed up Ford I made the turn at 108 And he was up on my back gate And I knew he had something bad Underneath that hood So I pushed it up to 110 That flathead motor was about to give in I crossed my fingers and prayed to the lord Don't let me down, you f**ed up Ford It's my f**ed up Ford! It's my f**ed up Ford! When cherry tops began to spin I knew this race was about to end It's a cop, by god My engine can't give no more He threw me in jail, warrant ignored My car blew up as the oil poured I guess it's just that b**h got bored I had to race my f**ed up Ford It's my f**ed up Ford! Whoo! It's my f**ed up Ford!