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• Artiste: Blazing Haley
• Titre: V-12 Ford
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Words and Music by Blazing Haley ©1998 blazing haley music CHORUS: When I'm a drivin' my old Ford truck gotta cross my fingers just for luck Cause ya never know quite what's in store When that 12 cylinder motor starts to roar The body's a little rough but the motor's real clean It don't need no paint to be a runnin' machine It's got moon discs baby and twice-pipes too Let's go cruisin' baby just me and you ****** I'm sittin' at the light with my baby at my side We're ready to make her run, we're ready to ride Up on my right pulls a '56 Candy apple red man, lookin' pretty slick CH: But the cat who's drivin' is just a chump They come every Saturday to try and beat my truck My baby yells out, "hope ya got some luck" "Cause you'll need some man to beat this truck" CH: As the light turns quick from red to green The tires start to smolder on my low machine The Chevy takes me from off the line But look out man, 'cause I'm gonna un-wind CH: As I hit second gear and the tires bark out My baby at my side, she screams and shouts She hoots and hollers, she wants some more Hold on tight sugar, my foot's to the floor CH: The ol' Jag sounds great as I'm ready to pass I'm lookin' to kick that Chevy's ass My baby's ready for still some more She loves to hear them lake pipes roar CH: As we hit third gear man, my-o-my We flew by that Chevy and passed her by I slid her into fourth and I'm proud to say That poor ol' Chevy saw it's final day CH: I looked at my baby and she started to grin She loved to ride and she loved to win My speedo called out, it's a hundred and ten That ol' Jag screamed back, let's go 'round again CH: We rocked and rolled to my old truck's beat I've always been a racer from my head to my feet Whether it's a haulin' guitars or drums or havin' a hay ride just for fun I love that burnin' tire smell I love that old truck man, I love to raise hell!! CH