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Shut Down by the Beach Boys Tach it up, tach it up Buddy gonna shut you down It happened on the strip where the road is wide (Oooo rev it up now) Two cool shorts standin' side by side (Oooo rev it up now) Yeah, my fuel injected Stingray and a four-thirteen (Oooo rev it up now) Revvin' up our engines and it sounds real mean (Oooo rev it up now) Tach it up, tach it up, tach it up Buddy gonna shut you down Declinin' numbers at an even rate (Oooo movin' out now) At the count of one we both accelerate (Oooo movin' out now) My Stingray is light the slicks are startin' to spin (Oooo movin' out now) But the four-thirteen's really diggin' in (Oooo movin' out now) Gotta be cool now power shift here we go Superstock Dodge is windin' out in low But my fuel injected Stingray's really startin' to go To get the traction I'm ridin' the clutch My pressure plate's burnin' that machines too much Pedal's to the floor hear the dual quads drink (Oooo pump it up now) And now the four-thirteen's lead is startin' to shrink (Oooo pump it up now) He's hot with ram induction but it's understood (Oooo pump it up now) I got a fuel injected engine sittin' under my hood (Oooo pump it up now) Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down Shut it off, shut it off buddy now I shut you down Hey Little Cobra by the Rip Chords Hey, Little Cobra, don't you know you're gonna to shut 'em down I took my Cobra down to the track, hitched to the back of my Cadillac, Everyone was there just a waiting for me There were plenty of Stingrays and XKEs, Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike Spring Little Cobra with all your might Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike Spring Little Cobra with all your might Hey, Little Cobra, don't you know you are going to shut them down When the flag went down, you could hear rubber burn, The Stingray pulled me going into the turn I hung a big shift, and I got into high, When I when I flew by the Stingray, I waved bye bye. Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike Spring Little Cobra with all your might Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike Spring Little Cobra with all your might Hey, Little Cobra, Don't you know you are going to shut 'em down Around the turn into the straight away I was blowing off everything that got in my way, Stingrays and Jags were so far behind I took my Cobra out of gear and let it coast to the line. Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike Spring Little Cobra with all your might Spring little Cobra getting ready to strike Spring Little Cobra with all your might Hey, Little Cobra, Don't you know you are going to shut 'em down Shut'em down, shut'em down, shut'em down... Dead Man's Curve by Jan & Dean I was cruisin' in my Stingray late one night When an XKE pulled up on the right And rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag And challenged me then and there to a drag I said, "you're on, buddy, my mill's runnin' fine Let's come off the line, now, at Sunset and Vine But I'll go you one better if you've got the nerve Let's race all the way To Dead Man's Curve" Dead Man's Curve, it's no place to play Dead Man's Curve, you must keep away Dead Man's Curve, I can hear 'em say: "Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve" The street was deserted late Friday night We were buggin' each other while we sat out the light We both popped the clutch when the light turned green You shoulda heard the whine from my screamin' machine I flew past LaBrea, Schwab's, and Crescent Heights And all the Jag could see were my six taillights He passed me at Doheny then I started to swerve But I pulled her out and there we were At Dead Man's Curve Dead Man's Curve, it's no place to play Dead Man's Curve Well - the last thing I remember, Doc, I started to swerve And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve I know I'll never forget that horrible sight I guess I found out for myself that everyone was right "Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve" 409 by the Beach Boys She's real fine my 409 She's real fine my 409 My 409 Well I saved my pennies and I saved my dimes (Giddy up giddy up 409) For I knew there would be a time (Giddy up giddy up 409) When I would buy a brand new 409 (409, 409) Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409 (Giddy up giddy up 409) Giddy up 409 (Giddy up giddy up 409) Giddy up 409 (Giddy up giddy up 409) Giddy up 40... Nothing can catch her Nothing can touch my 409 409 ooooo (Giddy up giddy up oooo) (Giddy up giddy up oooo) (Giddy up giddy up oooo) (Giddy up giddy up) When I take her to the track she really shines (Giddy up giddy up 409) She always turns in the fastest times (Giddy up giddy up 409) My four speed dual quad posi-traction 409 (409, 409, 409, 409) Giddy up giddy up giddy up 409 (Giddy up giddy up 409) Giddy up 409 (Giddy up giddy up 409) Giddy up 409 (Giddy up giddy up 409) Giddy up 40... Nothing can catch her Nothing can touch my 409 (409 409 409 409) Giddy up 409 (409 409 409 409) Giddy up 409 (409 409 409 409) GTO by Ronny and the Daytonas Little GTO, you're really lookin' fine Three deuces and a four-speed and a 389 Listen to her tackin' up now, listen to her whi-i-ine C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out, GTO Wo wo, wo wo wo wo wo (yeah yeah, little GTO) Wo wo, wo wo wo wo wo (yeah yeah, little GTO) Wo wo, wo wo wo wo wo (ah, little G-T- O) You oughta see her on a road course or a quarter mile This little modified Pon-Pon has got plenty of style She beats the gassers and the rail jobs, really drives 'em wi-i-ild C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out, GTO Wo wo, wo wo wo wo wo (yeah yeah, little GTO) Wo wo, wo wo wo wo wo (yeah yeah, little GTO) Wo wo, wo wo wo wo wo (ah, little G-T- O) Gonna save all my money and buy a GTO Get a helmet and a roll bar and I'll be ready to go Take it out to Pomona and let 'em know That I'm the coolest thing around Little buddy, gonna shut you down When I turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO
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