Crosstown Traffic by Jimi Hendrix

You jump in front of my car when you,
you know all the time that
Ninety miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive
You tell me it's alright, you don't mind a little pain
You say you just want me to take you for a ride

[Chorus:]
You're just like crosstown traffic
So hard to get through to you
Crosstown traffic
I don't need to run over you
Crosstown traffic
All you do is slow me down
And I'm tryin' to get on the other side of town

I'm not the only soul who's accused of hit and run
Tire tracks all across your back
I can see you had your fun
But darlin' can't you see my signals turn from green to red
And with you I can see a traffic jam straight up ahead

[Chorus]

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 Hot Rod Lincoln Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen, and others

My Pappy said, Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that Hot Rod Lincoln

Have you heard this story of the Hot Rod Race
When Fords and Lincolns was settin' the pace
That story is true, I'm here to say
I was drivin' that Model A

It's got a Lincoln motor and it's really souped up
That Model A Vitimix makes it look like a pup
It's got eight cylinders and uses them all
It's got overdrive, just won't stall

With a four-barrel carb and a dual exhaust
And four-eleven gears you can really get lost
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared
The brakes are good, tires fair

Pulled out of San Pedro late one night
The moon and the stars was shinin' bright
We was drivin' up Grapevine Hill
Passing cars like they was standing still

All of a sudden in a wink of an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said, Boys, that's a mark for me
By then the tail light was all you could see

Now the fellas was ribbin' me for bein' behind
So I thought I'd make the Lincoln unwind
Took my foot off the gas and man alive
I shoved it on down into overdrive

Wound it up to a hundred and ten
My speedometer said that I hit top end
My foot was glued like lead to the floor
That's all there is and there ain't no more

Now, the boys all thought I'd lost my sense
And telephone poles looked like a picket fence
They said, slow down, I see spots
The lines on the road just look like dots

Took a corner; sideswiped a truck
Crossed my fingers just for luck
My fenders was clickin' the guardrail posts
The guy beside me was white as a ghost

Smoke was comin' from out of the back
When I started to gain on that Cadillac
Knew I could catch him, I thought I could pass
Don't you know by then we'd be low on gas

We had flames comin' from out of the side
Feel the tension, man, what a ride
I said, Look out, boys, I've got a license to fly
And that Caddy pulled over and let us by

Now all of a sudden she started to knockin'
And down in the dips she started to rockin'
I looked in my mirror; a red light was blinkin'
The cops was after my Hot Rod Lincoln

They arrested me and they put me in jail
And called my Pappy to throw my bail
And he said, Son, you're gonna' drive me to drinkin'
If you don't stop drivin' that

Hot ... Rod ... Lincoln

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Me and Bobby McGee Janis Joplin, Kris Kristofferson, Willie Nelson, Roger Miller...

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.

[Chorus:]
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold.

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it,
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.

[Chorus]

La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la Bobby McGee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la.

La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah.

Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man,
I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can,
C'mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah,
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!

Yeah! Whew!

Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee.

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They Paved Paradise - Joni Mitchell

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
and a swinging hot spot

[chorus:]
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

They took all the trees
And put them in a tree museum
And they charged all the people
A dollar and a half to see 'em

[chorus]

Hey farmer farmer
Put away that D.D.T. now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!

[chorus]

Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man

[chorus]

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Kissing and a-hugging with Fred - the Curls ? - I have not been able to find anything about this song, let me know if there is more info out there.

Seven little girls, sitting in the backseat,
Kissing and a-hugging with Fred,
I said "Hey, would one of you come up and sit beside me?"
And this is what the seven girls said:

[chorus:]
"Keep your mind on your driving, keep your hands on the wheel,
Keep your snoopy eyes on the road ahead,
We're having fun, sitting in the backseat,
Kissing and a-hugging with Fred!"

**???**

Drove through the town, drove through the country,
Showed them how a motor could go,
I said, "Would one of you like to see my dual carbureator?"
And the seven girls whispered low...
One, two...

[chorus]

**???**

All of them in love with Fred
Kissing and a-hugging with Fred

Wish that I could be like Fred.

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Willin' - Little Feat, also Linda Ronstadt

I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, oh I'm still
Out on the road late at night, I seen my pretty Alice in every head light
Alice, Dallas Alice

[chorus:]
I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonapah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Now I driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine
and you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be movin'

Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico
baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still
And I've been kicked be the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stoved in and I'm still on my feet and I'm willin', oh I'm willin'

[chorus]

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SIX DAYS N THE ROAD Dave Dudley Thanks to Kim Robertson for the lyrics.

Well I pulled out of Pittsburgh headin' down that Eastern seaboard
I got my diesel wound up and she's running like never before
There's a speed zone ahead but all right
I don't see a cop in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

I got me ten forward gears and a George Overdrive
I'm takin' little white pills and my eyes are opened wide
I just passed a Jimmy and a White
I've been passing everyhing in sight
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

Well it seems like a month since I kissed my baby goodbye
I could have a lot of women but I'm not like some other guys
I could find one to hold me tight
But I could never make believe it's all right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

---Instrumental---

I.C.C. is checking on down the line
Well I'm a little overweight and my log book's way behind
But nothing bothers me tonight
I can dodge all the scales all right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

Well my rigs a little old but that don't mean she's slow
There's a flame from her stack and that smoke's a-blowin' black as coal
Well my home town's coming in sight
If you think I'm happy, you're right
Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

Six days on the road and I'm gonna make it home tonight.

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BALLAD OF THUNDER ROAD Robert Mitchum Thanks to Kim Robertson for the lyrics.

Let me tell the story, I can tell it all;
About the mountain boy who ran illegal alcohol.
His daddy made the whiskey, son, he drove the load;
When his engine roared, they called the highway "Thunder Road."

Sometimes into Ashville, sometimes Memphis town.
The revenuers chased him but they couldn't run him down.
Each time they thought they had him, his engine would explode.
He'd go by like they were standin' still on "Thunder Road."

[chorus:]
And there was thunder, thunder over Thunder Road,
Thunder was his engine and whte lightning was his load.
There was moonshine, moonshine to quench the devil's thirst.
The law they swore they'd get him but the devil got him first.

On the first of April, Nineteen-Fifty-Four
A Federal man sent word he'd better make his run no more.
He said "200 agents were coverin' the state;
Whichever road he tried to take, they'd get him sure as fate."

'Son', his Daddy told him, 'make this run your last.
The tank is filled with 100-proof; you're all tuned-up and gassed.
Now, don't take any chances, if you can't get through.
I'd rather have you back again than all that Mountain Dew.'

[chorus]

Roarin' out of Harlan; revvin' up his mill.
He shot the gap at Cumberland, and streamed by Maynardville.
With G-men on his tail light; road blocks up ahead,
That mountain boy took roads that even angels fear to tread.

Blazing right through Knoxville, out on Kingston Pike,
Then right outside of Bearden, they made the fatal strike.
He left the road at 90; that's all there is to say.
The devil got the moonshine and the mountain boy that day.

[chorus]

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WORKIN' AT THE CAR WASH BLUES..... Jim Croce (Words & music by Jim Croce) ... lyrics courtesy of Kim Robertson

Well I had just got out from county prison,
Doin' ninety days for non-support.
Tried to find me an executive position,
But no matter how smooth I talked
They wouldn't listen to the fact that I was a genius
The man say, "We got all that we can use.

 
"Now I got them steadily depressin', low down mind messin
'Workin' at the car wash blues.

Well, I should be sittin' in an air conditioned office in a swivel chair
Talkin' some trash to the secretaries,
Sayin, "Here, now mama, come on over here."
Instead, I'm stuck here rubbin' these fenders with a rag
And walkin' home in soggy old shoes
With them steadily depressin', low down mind messin'
Workin' at the car wash blues.

You know a man of my ability,
He should be smokin' on a big cigar.
But till I get myself straight
I guess I'll just have to wait
In my rubber suit a-rubbin' these cars.

Well, all I can do is a-shake my head
You might not believe that it's true,
For workin' at this end of Niagara Falls
Is an undiscovered Howard Hughes.
So baby, don't expect to see me
With no double martini in any high-brow society news,
'Cause I got them steadily depressin', low down mind messin'
Workin' at the car wash blues.

--Lead break--

So baby, don't expect to see me
With no double martini in any high-brow society news,
'Cause I got them steadily depressin, low down mind messin'
Workin' at the car wash blues.
Yeah, I got them steadily depressin', low down mind messin'

Workin' at the car wash blues

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G.T.O. Ronnie & the Daytonas...... Written by John Wilkin Thanks to Kim Robertson for the lyrics

Little GTO you're really lookin' fine
Three deuces and a four-speed and a 389
Listen to her tackin' up now, listen to her why-ee-eye-ine
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO

Wa-wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO) wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO)
Wa-wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO) wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO)
Wa-wa (Ahhh, Little GTO) wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

You oughta see her on a road course or a quarter mile
This modified little Pon-Pon has got plenty of style
She beats the gassers and the rail jobs, really drives 'em why-ee-eye-ild
C'mon turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO

Wa-wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO) wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO)
Wa-wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO) wa, wa,
wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO)
Wa-wa (Ahhh, Little GTO) wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

<instrumental break>

Gonna save all my money (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) and buy a GTO
Get a helmet and a roll bar (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) and I'll be ready to go
Take it out to Pomona (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) and let 'em know
That I'm the coolest thing around
Little buddy, gonna shut you down
When I turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO

Wa-wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO) wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO)
Wa-wa (Yeah yeah, Little GTO) wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, Little GTO)
Wa-wa (Ahhh, Little GTO) wa, wa, wa, wa, wa

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Riders on the Storm - the Doors

[chorus:]
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house were born
Into this world were thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

Theres a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah

Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah


 [chorus]

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm

Riders on the storm

I Want My Baby Back - Jimmy Cross

I want my baby back
Gotta have my baby back
I miss her oh so much
Can't live without her touch

[Spoken]
I don't hardly know where to begin.  I remember we were cruising home from the 
Beatles concert.  I'd had such a wonderful evening, sitting there watching my 
baby screaming, and tearing her hair out, and carrying on.  She was so full of life.  
Then, well, we were about three miles from home when all of a sudden it started to 
rain.  And I do mean rain.  I couldn't hardly see nothing.  Well, we kept driving for 
about another mile when all of a sudden I see this stalled car right smack in front 
of me.  Well, I wasn't about to slam on the brakes 'cause I didn't have none to 
start with.  So I swerved to the left.  And what do I see - some mushhead on a 
motorcycle headin' right at us.  And I knew at last me and my baby were about 
to meet the leader of the

[Crash sounds]
pack

Well, when I come to, I looked around
And there was the leader
And there was the pack
And over there was my baby
And over there was my baby
And way over there was my baby

I want my baby back
Gotta have my baby back
I miss her oh so much
Can't live without her touch

[Spoken]
It's been many months now since that fateful night.  And you know something, 
I've tried.  Believe me, I have tried.  But I just can't make without my baby.  So 
I've decided I'm going to have her back one way or another.  Oh, baby, I 
dig you so much.  Hot dang, pay dirt.

[Digging and creaking]
I've got my baby back
Now, I've got my baby back
I love her oh so much
Can't live without her touch

I've got my baby back

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LEADER OF THE PACK - The Shangri-Las

[spoken]
Is she really going out with him?
Well, there she is. Let's ask her
Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?
Mm-hmm
Gee, it must be great riding with him
Is he picking you up after school today?
Uh-uh
By the way, where'd you meet him?

I met him at the candy store
He turned around and smiled at me
You get the picture? (yes, we see)
That's when I fell for (the leader of the pack)

My folks were always putting him down (down, down)
They said he came from the wrong side of town
(whatcha mean when ya say that he came from the wrong side of town?)
They told me he was bad
But I knew he was sad
That's why I fell for (the leader of the pack)

One day my dad said, find someone new
I had to tell my Jimmy we're through
(whatcha mean when ya say that ya better go find somebody new?)
He stood there and asked me why
But all I could do was cry
I'm sorry I hurt you (the leader of the pack)

[spoken]
He sort of smiled and kissed me goodbye
The tears were beginning to show
As he drove away on that rainy night
I begged him to go slow
But whether he heard, I'll never know

Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out!

I felt so helpless, what could I do?
Remembering all the things we'd been through
In school they all stop and stare
I can't hide the tears, but I don't care
I'll never forget him (the leader of the pack)

The leader of the pack - now he's gone
The leader of the pack - now he's gone
The leader of the pack - now he's gone

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