Who can listen to Hot Rod Lincoln and not Maybellene?
The Cadillac pulled up to a hundred and four
The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more
It done cloudy and started to rain
I tooted my horn for the passin' lane
The rain water blowin' all under my hood
I knew that was doin' my motor good
Maybellene, why can't you be true?
The motor cooled down, the heat went down
And that's when I heard that highway sound
The Cadillac sittin' like a ton of lead
A hundred and ten, a half a mile ahead
The Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still
And I caught Maybellene at the top of the hill
Maybellene why can't you be true?
