Five O Ford

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 pass,

 I guess it's just that bitch got bored,

 I had to race my fucked 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 fucked up ford!

 It's my fucked 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 bitch got bored,

 I had to race my fucked up ford.

 

 It's my fucked up ford! whoooo!

 It's my fucked up ford!