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Well I was born back in '59
I didn't come late, I was right on time.
We had a '59 ford, that never ran quite right.
We'd catch a drive in movie, every Saturday night.
Well times were hard for the working man
Daddy tried to understand.

Everything I love is from '59

Food's on the table and the coffee's getting cold
And I haven't eaten since I don't know when
My 8-track's pumpin' out a country song
And I'm tearing down the highway again

There's a little hideaway
Where my baby waits for me
In a little cozy booth by the door

Flatfoot Sam bought an automobile
No money down, it was a real good deal
Didn't wanna work, just ride around town
Finance come, they put his feets on the ground
Oh, Flatfoot Sam, you're always in a jam
Flatfoot Sam stole a ten dollar bill
He told the judge, he did it for a thrill
He got sixty days to spend in fine

Damn I live in the dead of night
On four wheels of rolling dynamite
Runnin' red hot on a midnight curve
Catch me now if you got the nerve

Hell bent I ride
Angel by my side
Blow devil wind

Well she’s got hydramatic hips
Lips like fluid drive
And if you don’t believe man
Just take her for a ride

Some say that she’s built for comfort
Others built for speed
Well she just makes my engine race

Well-well-well, just because you think you're so pretty
And just because your mama thinks you're hot
Well, just because you think you've got something
That no other girl has got
You caused me to spend all my money
You laughed and called me old Santa Claus
Well, I'm telling you, baby, I'm through with you
Because, well-well, just because

Well, I went out cattin? on a Friday night
I was dressed to kill, I was a-lookin? for a fight
I looked in the mirror, just a-waitin? for the light
I saw a hot chick that really looked right

I?m draggin?, draggin? down Main once more
With a peroxide blonde in a hopped up model Ford
Yeah, I'm draggin', draggin' down Main once more

I'm a rackin & a scrapin'
Skippin' & a savin'
All of my love for you
My heart is a burnin' My lips are a yernin'
for one more kiss with you
I'm a rackin & a scrapin'
Skippin' & a savin'
Baby what else can I do

I wanna rock your world
I wanna make you my girl
I wanna rock your world
I wanna make you my girl

I wanna rock your world
I wanna make you my girl
I wanna rock your world

When I was a young boy
Watching our TV
All the family came
And gathered 'round
A young man with a banjo
With a grin from ear to ear
Pickin' out that high and lonesome sound
It wasn't any kind of sound

Everybody's gettin' revved up
Yeah here it comes
It's a symphony of bass, guitar and drums
When the sticks hit the cans
And the downbeat drops
You know somebody's
Gonna call the cops
Hold on tight

Well, in this barnyard
I'm king cock of the roost
Stay out all night, just drinkin' that moonshine juice
And I don't show the crow till crack of noon

And all the hens go
Coo, coo, cock-a-doodle-do, look at that rooster rock
I said, coo, coo, cock-a-doodle-do, look at that rooster rock

My little Santa Rosa Rita wore high heels on her feet
A ring on every finger and a couple on her toes
Well she told me where to meet her and then my Santa Rosa Rita
Showed me a thing or two I did not know

Like how to swing a pretty thing to a rockin' sound
Dip her on my hip, let her hair hang down
Spin around again and never lose the beat

I'm travelling on the stairway to nowhere
Wishing (wishing) you'd come back to me
I'm travelling on the stairway to nowhere
Knowing (knowing) that you hold the key

Well, I saw you last night with another
And the tears so freely fell as I held her tight
Travelling on the stairway to nowhere