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
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