favorite songs/lyrics --car related

I'm sorry for screwing that one up. I completely drew a blank. However this one also came to mind.
Nobody gonna take my car, gonna race it to the ground.
Nobody gonna beat my car, it's gonna break the speed of sound.
Ohh, it's a killer machine, it's got everything... ...like drivin' power, big fat tires an' everything.
I love it - I need it - I feed it
Yeah to own it again Alright, hold tight I'm a Highway Star.
Deep Purple

 

I'm not real sure it's "drivin' power", ha.

 

Deep Purple ..that is a reach around

Tommy Bolin .. burried in Sioux City in Iowa . seen he funeral cars go by back then

GOOD STUFF .. thanks

 

I found out a couple of days ago who wrote this song.

Jack Tempchin-15 days under the hood.

WELL THIS LIFE IS ONE BIG AUTOMOBILE
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD
SOMETIMES IT’S HARD TO BELIEVE IT’S REAL
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD
WELL I’M WAY DOWN HERE WITH MY FEET IN THE AIR
I GOT GREASE AND OIL ALL IN MY HAIR
IT’S GETTING SO BAD, I’M STARTING TO SWEAR
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD

WELL I’M AWFUL HUNGRY I WISH I HAD SOME BEANS
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD
I SPENT ALL BUT A DOLLAR ON VALVOLINE
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD
I’M LUCKY I SAVED A BUCK TO GET SOMETHING TO EAT
TOO BAD I’LL SPEND IT LATER
ON WHEEL BEARING GREASE
A COP JUST TOLD ME TO GET MY CAR
OFF THE STREET, FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD

WELL I WENT DOWNSTAIRS I PUT ON MY GOOD PANTS
TO GO TO THE JUNKYARD FOR A VACUUM ADVANCE
I WAS JUST CLIMBIN’ INTO THIS SHIRT
WHEN I REMEMBERED I COULDN’T GO
BECAUSE MY CAR DON’T WORK

LET ME TELL YOU FRIENDS WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD
I JUST DROPPED THE CRANK SHAFT ON MY KNEE
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD
I GOT WATER IN MY OIL AND THE LONDON FLU
BURNT VALVES, VAPOR LOCK, WORN BRAKE SHOES
I GOT THOSE DEAD-BATTERY-BROKEN-FAN-BELT BLUES
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD

WELL I’M TRYING TO GET THIS ACCELERATOR CABLE FREE
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD
ANDY GRANATELLI’S ON THE RADIO FOR S.T.P.
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD
I’M LOOKING FOR THE FLASHLIGHT FOR THE TIMING CHAIN
I JUST SKINNED MY KNUCKLES AND I’M IN GREAT PAIN
IT’S AWFUL COLD AND IT’S STARTING TO RAIN
FIFTEEN DAYS UNDER THE HOOD

 

My pappy said, son you gunna drive me to drinkin if you dont stop drivin that Hot Rod Lincoln.

 

1000 DOLLAR CAR by The Bottle Rockets

Thousand dollar car it ain't worth nothin'

Thousand dollar car it ain't worth shit.

Might as well take your $1000,

and set fire to it.

$1000 car ain't worth a dime,

You lose your $1000 every time.

Oh why did I ever buy,

a $1000 car.

$1000 car is gonna let you down,

More than it's ever gonna get you around.

Replace your gaskets and paint over your rust,

You'll still end up with something that you'll never trust.

$1000 car's life was through,

'bought 50,000 miles 'fore it got to you.

Oh why did I ever buy,

a $1000 car.

A $1000 car ain't even gonna roll,

til you throw at least another thousand in the hole.

Sink your money in it, and there you are

the owner of a 2,000 dollar 1,000 dollar car.
(guitar solo)

If you've only got a $1000.

You ought to just buy a good guitar.

Learn how to play it it'll take you farther,

than any old $1000 car.

If a $1000 car was truly worth a damn,

then why would anybody ever spend ten grand.

Oh why did I ever buy,

a thousand dollar car.

 

One of my favorites..............

Well I was rollin' down the road in some cold blue steel,
I had a blues man in back, and a beautician at the wheel.
We going downtown in the middle of the night
We laughing and I'm jokin' and we feelin' alright.
Oh I'm bad, I'm nationwide.
Yes I'm bad, I'm nationwide.

Easin' down the highway in a new Cadillac,
I had a fine fox in front, I had three more in the back.
They sportin' short dresses, wearin' spike-heel shoes,
They smokin' Lucky Strikes, and wearing nylons too.
'Cause we bad, we nationwide.
Yeah we bad, we nationwide.

Well I was movin' down the road in my V-8 Ford,
I had a shine on my boots, I had my sideburns lowered.
With my New York brim and my gold tooth displayed,
Nobody give me trouble cause they know I got it made.
I'm bad, I'm nationwide.
Well I'm bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, I'm nationwide.

 

Im with Hellcat,sounds like Johhny was into kustoms too.
Jamie of Dead City MC/CC

 

"rollin in my 32, c.c. patch on my back, got the boys out with me, going for a hot rod blast" -Roger Miret and the Disasters


everytime i hear it it reminds me of just how much fun i have everytime me and my friends take the rides out

 

You can't leave out Five-O Ford by the Rev. Horton Heat:

"Let me tell you a tale about a hot rod race, it happened out in a secluded place.........."

"I was ridin' around in my Shoebox car, my baby and me underneath the stars, my engine was knockin' like it was gonna quit real soon.

I was cruisin' along about 95 when I looked in my mirror, and man alive, some guy was gaining on my while his engine roared. So I gave that Holley carb some gas, my face dried out, don't let him pass..........."

C'mon! That's the shit!!!

 

Two from VERY differnt genres:

Jimmy Dale Gilmore (Country - Western Swing)

Red Chevrolet

Your friends rub it in, You know how they are
They told you that I love you just because of your car
But you know it ain't true, you know that's a lie
I love you for your laughter and the look in your eye

But I still remember, your Red Chevrolet,
with the sign on the hood that said 'get out of my way'
I got out of your way, got out of your car
but you know I still miss you wherever you are

Most every night, I remember the day
you first took me for a ride in your Red Chevrolet
I stood on your running board, just holding your door
You give me two kissses and I asked you for more
Then you moved over and told me to drive
In that Red Chevrolet man, I felt so alive.

And I still look, for a Red Chevrolet
with a sign on the hood that says 'get out of my way'
I got out of your way, but it hurts me to say
I still miss you baby and your Red Chevrolet

We'd go out driving, alone and we'd park
In by twelve meant we were out after dark
Up at the drive-in or down by the lake
I swore you must have gave me everything I could take

And I still remember, your Red Chevrolet
with the sign on the hood that said 'get out of my way'
I got out of your way, got out of your car
but I still miss you baby, wherever you are

I got out of your way, but it hurts me to say
I still miss you baby and your Red Chevrolet


Public Enemy (Rap) "You're Gonna Get Yours"
(excerpt)
Cruisin' down the boulevard
I treated like some superstar
You know the time so don't look hard
Get with it - the ultimate homeboy car
All you suckers in the other ride
Wherever I'm comin' get you my side
My 98 is tough to chase
If you're on my tail - better watch your face
Smoke is comin' when I burn
Rubber when my wheels turn
A tinted window - so super bad
Lookin' like the car the Green Hornet had
It's the reason I'm ahead of the pack
It's the reason I left them back
It's the reason all the people say
My 98-O blows 'em all away

My 98 Oldsmobile is...
My 98 Oldsmobile's so...
My 98 Oldsmobile is...
My 98 Oldsmobile's like...

Chorus:
Suckers to the side
I know you gonna hate my 98
--You gonna get yours

 

Down in his barn ,My uncle preserved an old machine, For fifty odd years,To keep it as new was his dearst dream,I strip awaythe old debries,That hide's a shinning car,A brilliant red Barchetta,From a better vanished time,I fire up the willing engine, Responding with a roar,Tires spitting gravel, i commit my weekly crime,Wind, In my hair,Shifting and drifting,Machinical Music,Adrenalin surge,Well-weathered leather,Hot metal and oil, The sented country air,Sunlight on crome,The blur of the landscape,Every nerve aware. From RUSH moving pictures, red barchetta

 

One more:

T-T- Bucket Bucket T Bucket T ...

Back in a barn in Tennessee
I paid five bucks for my bucket T
Took me three years of sweat and blood
to clean off all that Tennessee mud

 

Queen
I'm in Love With My Car 1976

The machine of a dream
Such a clean machine
With the pistons a pumpin'
And the hub caps all gleam

When I'm holdin' your wheel
All I hear is your gear
When my hand's on your grease gun
Oh it's like a disease son

I'm in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
Get a grip on my boy racer rollbar
Such a thrill when your radials squeal

Told my girl I'll have to forget her
Rather buy me a new carburetor
So she made tracks sayin'
This is the end now
Cars don't talk back
They're just four wheeled friends now

When I'm holdin your wheel
All I hear is your gear
When I'm cruisin' in overdrive
Don't have to listen to no run of the mill talk jive

I'm in love with my car
Gotta feel for my automobile
I'm in love with my car
String back gloves in my automolove

And
KISS
Hooligan 1978

My granny, she said I was a hooligan
Runnin' 'round like a fool again
I went down to the candy store
If I had a nickel I'd buy some more
And I'm oh so sad, yeah, oh so bad
So sad, but it's true
Baby, what can I do

My mama, she said I was a black sheep
My baby. she said I was a creep
And I'm oh so sad, oh so bad
So sad, but it's true
Baby, what can I do

I got a '35 Chevy on a '55 frame
Can't even spell my name
Dropped out of school when I was 22
What can I do to satisfy you

I'm a hooligan
Won't go to school again
I'm a hooligan
Won't go to school again, won't go, no

 

Crusin down the strip in my V8 ford, I had a shine on my boots I had my sideburns low...with my new york brim and my gold tooth displayed, nobody gives me trouble cuz they know I got it made...

One of my favorite ZZ Top songs, although they all rock.

 

"I can't drive 55"

 

Long may you run by Neil Young
Rev on the redline by Forgeiner
two neat songs from a list of many.....

 

"Me and my wife and my brother Joe took off in my Ford from San Pedro
hadn't much gas and the tires were low, but that dog gone Ford could really go".
Early fifties can't remember the guy/group but the Hot Rod Lincoln song was taken from this song "You heard the story of the Hot Rod race where the Ford and the Mercury were setting the pace? Well I'm the guy here to say I was driving that Model A".

 

Kathy Mattea: 455 Rocket

Mr. Smith had an Oldsmobile
Baby-blue with wire wheels
I took her home the day she was advertised
He said she would leaked when it would rain
Sounded like an aeroplane
but I knew she was jewel in disguise

She had a 455 rocket
The biggest block alive
I couldn't hardly wait just to take my turn
She was made for straight-a-ways
She grew up hating Chevrolets
She's a rocket
She was made to burn

Well, who's junk pile piece of Chevelle is this?
Did you boys come here to race or just kiss?
mmm now don't ya want to know what I got underneath my hood
I know she might sound like she's missin
but buddy she could teach you a lesson
in just a quarter mile and i'll smoke you good

In my 455 rocket
The kind the police drive
I couldn't hardly wait to just take my turn
She was made for straight aways
She grew up hating Chevrolets
She's a rocket
She was made to burn

I'm telling you and i ain't ashamed
I cried when that wrecker came
As we skid i thought i heard angels sing
Sounded like the Beach Boys
Hit the curb then began to sail
Took out most of the safety rail
Even the cop asked me, "Man what'd you have in that thing?"

I had a 455 rocket
The very kind you drive
You wanna watch yourself when you take that turn
She was made for straight aways
She grew up hating Chevrolets
She's a rocket she was made to burn, burn
Ohh she's a rocket she was made to burn

 

how about galaxie 500 by horton heat

 

I don't usually correct people, but this is one of my favorite Mike Ness songs. It was actually written about his '54 Chev. If you listen to the version on "Cheating at Solitaire", in the middle of the song there's a voice on the police radio that says "we're looking for a white male... in a chopped black '54 Chevrolet..."

 

"Beep Beep"
Little Nash Rambler- the Playmates

I can't listen to that song and not laugh.
Another favorite...

"Beyond the Palace, hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard. The girls comb their hair in rear-view mirrors, and boys try to look so hard."
Born to Run -Bruce Springsteen

 

glad to see someone besides me goes for the origional Charlie Ryan version of this song.You should see the looks I get doing this at Karaoke folks like the way i do it ,but just can't get that 12 cylinder part ! I actually brought in some stuff about Charlie and his 12 cylinder coupe to one club just shut the local bigmouth up about how much he knew of cars

 

A couple of my Favs.

First. Silver Thunderbird by Mark Cohn... really like this best when I had my (black) T-bird.

Watched it coming up Winslow
Down South Park Boulevard
Yeah it was looking good from tail to hood
Great big fins and painted steel
Man it looked just like the Batmobile
With my old man behind the wheel

Well you could hardly even see him
In all of that chrome
The man with the plan and the pocket comb
But every night it carried him home
And I could hear him sayin'...

Don't gimme no Buick
Son you must take my word
If there's a God in heaven
He's got a Silver Thunderbird
You can keep your Eldorados
And the foreign car's absurd
Me I wanna go down
In a Silver Thunderbird

Manic Mechanic by ZZ Top

You want to race?
If you insist.
At that price, I can't resist.
That's right, that's right, that's right.

Tonight it ain't right,
I got to have me a week.
But I'll be back for you, Jack,
and I'll let the machine speak.
That's right, that's right, that's right.

Showdown? You bet.
And I haven't saddled my pony yet.
Have mercy, Miss Percy.
I done put the coon tune on this bet.
That's right, that's right, that's right.

and lastly, Crwaling from the Wreckage -- Dave Edmunds

Got out really early from the factory,
Driving like a nut in the rain.
Don't think I was acting so hysterically,
But I didn't see a thing until it came.
Man, the drunks were verbal in the takeaway
Beating up the Chinee at the counter.
I put a few inside me at the end of the day.
I took out my revenge on the revolution counter.

Crawling from the wreckage,
Crawling from the wreckage.
You'd think by now at least that half a brain would get the message
Crawling from the wreckage,
Crawling from the wreckage,
Into a brand new car.

In walks Bud with his exploding nose.
He'd been giving it maximum today.
He shouted "How the devil? You in trouble I suppose?
But all you ever do is run away."
Gunned up the motor inta hyperdrive.
I wasn't gonna take any of that.
Don't get bright ideas about a suicide,
'Cause all I ever hear is zoom bam bam past me.

Crawling from the wreckage,
Crawling from the wreckage.
You'd think by now at least that half a brain would get the message.
Crawling from the wreckage,
Crawling from the wreckage,
Into a brand new car.

Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage
Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage
Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage

Crawling from the wreckage,
Crawling from the wreckage.
Bits of me are scattered in the trees and in the hedges
Crawling from the wreckage,
Crawling from the wreckage,
Into a brand new car.

Nothing seem to happen that ain't happened before
I see it all through flashes of depression.
I drop my drink and hit some people running for the door.
Gotta make some kind of impression.
'Cause when I'm disconnected from the driving wheel,
I'm only half the man I should be.
But metal hitting metal is all I feel,
And everything is good as it possibly could be.

Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
You'd think by now at least that half my brain would get the message
Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
Into a brand new car

Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
Bits of me are scattered in the trees and on the hedges
Crawling from the wreckage, crawling from the wreckage
Into a brand new car

Crawling from the wreckage,
Crawling from the wreckage

 

What about manic mechanic by zz top:
You want to race? If you insist
At that price I can't resist

 

She's a hot stepping hemi with four on the floor.
She's a roadrunner engine in a '32 ford.
Bruce Springsteen, The River, 1980.

 

around the far turn and into the straightaway i was blowing off everything that got in my way, the stingrays and jags were so far behind I took my corba out of gear and let it coast to the line.

then i took it to barret-jackson and sold it for 5,000,000. yawhoooo!!!

 

'when it flew by us,I looked the other way,and the guy in the Mercury,had nothin' to say,for it was a KID,...... IN A HOPPED UP MODEL A!!!!!

 

Yeah, just a Hopped up model A....