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| Chrome and Blue Fire on a rainy night in | 1966. |
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| Everybody in this | whole town says, |
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| 'There goes that kid.' |
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| You could hear him coming seven blocks away, |
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| Always playing 'Peggy Sue' |
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| And | written there on his | license plate, |
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| It said......Super | Blue, |
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| SUPER BLUE.... | AH.. SUPER | BLUE. |
| Ah. Nothing could ever slow him down, |
| Not even that one girl's kiss. |
| There really was no rival for that 396. |
| He was always talking about California, |
| And the things he was going to do, |
| But even today, down at the stop and save, |
| You could still see Super Blue. |
| SUPER BLUE......Ah...SUPER BLUE. |
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| Zero to sixty in 3.9. |
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| 140 at the quarter mile line. |
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| He was really flying through the cold night | air. |
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| Sometimes he wonders as the years go past, |
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| How'd he ever go so fast and get | nowhere. |
| But he still keeps it shining like a diamond, |
| Here in 1994, |
| And drives around listenin' for 'Peggy Sue' |
| But he don't hear her anymore. |
| Everynow and then he leaves a little rubber, |
| But nothin' like he used to do, |
| And the kids all say who is that old man, |
| In that cool Super Blue. |
| SUPER BLUE.....AH..Super Blue. |
| With thanks to bob harris for playing the music - http://www.bobharris.org |