Well the midnight headlight find you on a rainy night
Steep grade up ahead slow me down makin no time
Gotta keep rollin
Those windshield wipers slappin out a tempo
Keepin perfect rhythm with the song on the radio
as he rode his last ride down.
And he sideswiped nineteen neat parked cars,
clipped off thirteen telephone poles,
hit two houses, bruised eight trees,
and Blue-Crossed seven people. 😯
He grabbed his pants for a better stance, oh he jumped so high
and he clicked up his heels
He let go laugh, he let go laugh, shook back his clothes all around