"Crown Victoria Custom '51" lyrics
"Crown Victoria Custom '51"
Born in Detroit City back in '51
She still looks pretty and she's loads of fun
Through thick and thin she's been my only one
It's my Crown Victoria Custom '51
The old carburetor got some head rotors, too
The Winston and the Septor engine runs like new
Tear drop skirts, shining in the sun
She's my Crown Victoria Custom '51
Snow white cover roll front and back
Speeds over 90 on the painted on tack
Foot on the floor and the fifth in my hand
Till we gonna take it to the promised land
Old spoked wheels and transmitters too
Blinks red and white when the tale lights blew
Wide ball turn and I love the way she runs
She's my Crown Victoria Custom '51
Let's go now
Alright son, here we go
Chop down top, got the four footed dry
I Got my pretty baby sittin' by my side
Foot on the floor and the fifth in my hand
Let me rock n roll it to the promised land
Born in Detroit City Back in '51
Still looks pretty and she's loads of fun
Through thick and thin it's been my only one
It's my Crown Victoria Custom '51
It's my Crown Victoria Custom '51
She's my Crown Victoria Custom '51
Ford baby!
Writer(s): Andrew Douglas Paley
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- Jerry Lee Lewis Lyrics
album:
"Young Blood" (1995)
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