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		I bought a brand mew airmobile
		It was a custom made, it was a flightnin' deal
		With a powerful motor and a hideway wing,
		Push in on the button, you will hear her sing
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		Now you can't catch me,
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		Baby you can't catch me
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		'Cos if you get too close
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		You know I'm goin' like a cool breeze.

		New Jersey tunpike in the wee wee hours
		I was rollin' slowly 'cos of drizzlin' showers
		Here come a flat-top, he was movin' up with me
		Then come wavin' me goodbye in a little old souped-up Jitney
		I put my foot in tank, I began to roll,
		Moanin' siren, 'twas the state patrol
		So I let out wings, then I blew my horn
		Bye-bye New Jersey, I become airborn.

		Now you can't catch me,
		Baby you can't catch me,
		'Cos if you get too close
		You know I'm goin' like a cool breeze.

		Flyin' with my baby that Saturday night
		Wasn't a grey cloud floatin' in sight
		Big full moon shinin' up above
		Cuddle up honey, be my love
		Sweetest little thing I've ever seen
		I'm gonna name you Maybellene
		Flying on a beam, set on flight control,
		Radio turned to rock'n'roll
		Two, three hours pass us by
		Altitude dropped into five-o-five,
		Full consumption way too fast
		Let's get on home before we run out of gas