Lyric You Can t Catch Me

(C. Berry)

I bought a brand new airmobile
It was custom made
It was a Flight DeVille
With an outboard motor
And some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you can hear her sing
Now you can t catch me
No, baby, you can t catch me
Cause if you get too close
You know I m gone like a cool breeze

New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours
I was rolling slowly cause of drizzlin showers
Up come a flattop he was movin up with me
Then come sailin goodbye
In a little old suped up mini
I put my foot in my tank and I begin to roll
Moanin sirens, was the state patrol
So I get out my wings and then I blew my horn
Bye-bye New Jersey I become airborne

Now you can t catch me
No, baby you can t catch me
Cause if you get too close
You know I m gone like a cool breeze

Flyin with my baby last Saturday night
Wasn t no gray cloud floatin in sight
Big full moon shinin up above
Cuddle up honey be my love
Sweetest little thing that I ever seen
I m gonna name you Mabelline
Flyin with all the things set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock n roll
Two, three hours passin by
Altitude dropped to 505
Fuel consumption way too fast
Let s get on home before we run out of gas

Now you can t catch me
No baby, you can t catch me
Cause if you get too close
You know I m gone like a cool breeze