I bought a brand new airmobile It was custom made It was a Flight DeVille
With a high-powered motor And some hideaway wings Push in on the button and you can hear her sing Now you can´t catch me No, baby, you can´t catch me ´Cause if you get too close You know I´m gone like a cool breeze
New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours I was rolling slowly ´cause of drizzlin´ showers Up come a flattop he was movin´ up with me Then come sailin´ goodbye In a little old suped up mini I put my foot in my tank and I begin to roll Moanin´ sirens, was the state patrol So I get out my wings and then I blew my horn Bye-bye New Jersey I become airborne
Now you can´t catch me No, baby you can´t catch me ´Cause if you get too close You know I´m gone like a cool breeze
Flyin´ with my baby last Saturday night Wasn´t no gray cloud floatin´ in sight Big full moon shinin´ up above Cuddle up honey be my love Sweetest little thing that I ever seen I´m gonna name you Mabelline Flyin´ with all the things set on flight control Radio tuned to rock ´n´ roll Two, three hours passin´ by Altitude dropped to 505 Fuel consumption way too fast Let´s get on home before we run out of gas
Now you can´t catch me No baby, you can´t catch me ´Cause if you get too close You know I´m gone like a cool breeze