You Can't Catch Me

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I bought a brand mew airmobile
It was a custom made, it was a flightnin' deal
With a powerful motor and a hideway wing,
Push in on the button, you will hear her sing
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Now you can't catch me,
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Baby you can't catch me
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'Cos if you get too close
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You know I'm goin' like a cool breeze.

New Jersey tunpike in the wee wee hours
I was rollin' slowly 'cos of drizzlin' showers
Here come a flat-top, he was movin' up with me
Then come wavin' me goodbye in a little old souped-up Jitney
I put my foot in tank, I began to roll,
Moanin' siren, 'twas the state patrol
So I let out wings, then I blew my horn
Bye-bye New Jersey, I become airborn.

Now you can't catch me,
Baby you can't catch me,
'Cos if you get too close
You know I'm goin' like a cool breeze.

Flyin' with my baby that Saturday night
Wasn't a grey cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
Sweetest little thing I've ever seen
I'm gonna name you Maybellene
Flying on a beam, set on flight control,
Radio turned to rock'n'roll
Two, three hours pass us by
Altitude dropped into five-o-five,
Full consumption way too fast
Let's get on home before we run out of gas