Slick Black Limousine

Well I hope I die in a slick black limousine
Oh come along momma gonna take a look at me
Gonna fly though the city
Gonna fly to the sea
Gonna fly my my my my my

I get set get
...it is
Well I get first prize
I remember it quite clear

Gonna fly though the city
Gonna fly to the sea
Gonna fly yay yay yay yay yay yay yay yow
I hope I die in a slick black limousine

Yeah come along momma gonna take a take a look at me
We're gonna fly to the ocean
Gonna fly to the sea
We're gonna fly yay yay yeah

Ninety miles an hour
Swervin' all over the road
Hundred miles an hour
My hand's on the radio

Baby's in the back seat
Bompin' all over the road
No one, no one touch my limousine
Yeah the lord ... my limousine [Repeat: x 3]

Now stuck up livin' with a Model T
My machine, my machine