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Hopped‐Up‐Mustang
Arlen Sanders
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Let me tell you about my new speed
Built for comfort, just my speed
A Ford Mustang modified to set the pace
Man, I could hardly wait to get out and race
It's got a 289 motor with a special Cobra kit
There ain't nothin' on the road that can even touch it
It's got eight carburetors and it uses 'em all
With a four speed stick that just won't stall
With that transistor ignition and power pipe exhaust
This is a machine that'll really get lost
Everything's built to make it perform
It may not be hot, but it sure is warm
We took delivery at the factory late one night
It was purrin' like a kitten and movin' just right
We pulled up on the freeway like it was goin' downhill
And started passin' the sleds like they were standin' still
Then all of a sudden, before I could bat an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed me by
Somebody said like, "That's the wheels for me"
But by then the taillights was all I could see
Well, these cats ribbed me for bein' behind
So I started to make that Mustang unwind
Pushed the foot feet clear to the floor
Said, "That's all there is, there ain't no more"
Smoke was rollin' out of the back
When I started to gain on that Cadillac
I was sure I could catch him and I hoped I could pass
But by then I knew I'd be short on gas
We went around a curve and passed a truck
I pulled out my rabbit's foot just for luck
The fenders just missed the guard rail post
The guy in the back was white as a ghost
I glanced over at the chick on the other side
Her face was blue and I thought she'd died
But I wasn't worried 'cause what the heck
By now me and that Caddy was neck and neck
I guess they thought I'd lost my sense
The telephone poles looked like a picket fence
They said, "Slow down, I see spots"
The lines in the road looked just like dots
Went around a corner with the tires on the side
You could feel the tension, man, what a ride
I said, "Hold on, I got a license to fly"
And that Cadillac faded back and let me by
Then I looked in the mirror and saw somethin' comin'
I thought it was a plane by the way it was hummin'
I'd been caught by a helicopter and the CHP
That was it, gang, the end of me
Well, they busted me and threw me in the can
So there was nothin' I could do but call the old man
He said, "Wail in jail 'cause I won't bail
Dang me, he told me not to hop up that Mustang"