I bought a brand new airmobile
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It was custom made
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It was a Flight DeVille
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With an powerful motor
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And some hideaway wings
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Push in on the button and you can hear her sing
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Now you can't catch me
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No, baby, you can't catch me
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'Cause if you get too close
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You know I'm gone like a cool breeze
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New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours
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I was rolling slowly 'cause of drizzlin' showers
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Here come old flattop he was movin' up with me
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Then come wavin' goodbye
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In a little old souped up jitney
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I put my foot in my tank and I begin to roll
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Moanin' sirens, t'was the state patrol
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So I let out my wings and then I blew my horn
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Bye-bye New Jersey I become airborne
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Now you can't catch me
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No, baby you can't catch me
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'Cause if you get too close
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You know I'm gone like a cool breeze
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Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
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Wasn't a gray cloud floatin' in sight
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Big full moon shinin' up above
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Cuddle up honey be my love
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Sweetest little thing that I ever seen
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I'm gonna name you Mabelline
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Flyin' on the beam set on flight control
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Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll
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Two, three hours a-passin' by
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Altitude dropped to 505
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Fuel consumption way too fast
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Let's get on home before we run out of gas
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Now you can't catch me
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No baby, you can't catch me
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'Cause if you get too close
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You know I'm gone like a cool breeze
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You Can't Catch Me
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| Chuck Berry |
