Tom:
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Mr. Smith had an Oldsmobile
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Baby blue with wire wheels.
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I took her home the day that she was advertised
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He said she leaked when it would rain
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And sounded like, aeroplanes
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But I knew she was a jewel in disguise
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She had a 4---55 rocket, the biggest block alive
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I couldn't hardly wait just to take my turn
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She was made for the straight aways
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She grew up hating Chevrolets
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She's a rocket, she was made to burn
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Well whose junkpile piece of Chevelle is this?
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Did you boys come here to race or just kiss?
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Mmm Don't you want to know what I got underneath my hood?
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I know she might sound like she's missing
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Buddy, she could teach you a lesson
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In just a quarter mile, and I'll smoke you good
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In my 455 Rocket, the kind the police drive
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I couldn't hardly wait just to take my turn
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She was made for the straight aways
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She grew up hating Chevrolets
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She's a rocket, she was made to burn.
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I'm telling you and I ain't ashamed
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I cried when that wrecker came
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As we skid I thought I heard the angels sing (It sounded like the Beach Boys)
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We hit the curve and began to sail
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Took out most of the safety rail
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Even the cop asked me "Man, what'd you have in that thing?"
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I had a 455 Rocket, the very kind you drive
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You oughta watch yourself when you take that turn
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Mmm she was made for the straight aways
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She grew up hating Chevrolets
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She's a rocket, she was made to burn, burn
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Lord, she's a rocket she was made to burn