Slick Black Limousine

Well, I hope I die in a slick black limousine Oh, come along momma gonna take a look at me Gonna fly though the city, gonna fly to the sea Gonna fly my, my, my, my, my I get sick instantly [Unverified] Well, I get first prize I remember it quite clear Gonna fly though the city, gonna fly to the sea Gonna fly yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yow I hope I die in a slick black limousine Yeah, come along momma gonna take a, take a look at me We're gonna fly to the ocean Gonna fly to the sea We're gonna fly yay, yay yeah Ninety miles an hour Swervin' all over the road Hundred miles an hour My hand's on the radio Baby's in the back seat Bompin' all over the road No one, no one touch my limousine Yeah, the Lord, my limousine Yeah, the Lord, my limousine Yeah, the Lord, my limousine Now stuck up livin' with a Model T My machine, my machine