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Me an' Earl was the superslab outside a' that Ogallala?
When outta town a local clown in a '65 Impala
Had a tail flyin' off a' his whip antenna

We was haulin' a load a' them go-go
'em over to O-town
Old boy got on his
Says "How's about a showdown?"

Well, hot damn, I'm a man,
So ev'rybody get yer bets
this old truck gonna make us a buck
Chicken in the bread pan, pickin' out
Swing heifers and away we go

Wake up, Earl, we gots to race that pile a' junk ta North Platte city

Well, bears and deuces wild
We got the back pad-locked
He says, "Bet five and a side a' beef,
"I can beat them cows ta Rock."

You that, Earl? He says he's gonna whip Ol' Bessie here!

I says, "Call your five and ya ten
"Jes' that Chevy goodby, boy
"'Cause Bessie hits that floatin' gear
"You gonna be eatin' pie. Yeah."

Well, hot damn, I'm a man,
So get yer bets down
this old truck gonna make us a buck
She gonna round them at thirty gees
A trunk full a' cows an' a hood a' bees

it up a notch, Earl.
Yeah, that's it. That's floatin' gear! Bessie!

Well, tuck it on in and head it for the
If we don't win, we gonna the farm

If old wreck don't break my neck,
We gonna take cows to a discatheque

I says, "Come on, Earl, let's it a whirl.
"That is a-pickin' up speed."
Well, we crossed the Platte at a flat
Old Bessie was a-blowin' the

We definitely was in that lane.

Yeah, we won the with a bovine ace
When the Chevy made a fatal
Yeah, he got too
Got a terminal dose a' good ol' Hereford gas.
Phew!

Hot damn, I'm a man,
So ev'rybody get yer bets
'Cause this old gonna make us a buck
She's the boulevard shakedown

Hot damn, I'm a man
And I sorta like ta put my down
old rig gonna blow your wig
Got go-go girls and a cab
Gonna see ya all out on the superslab for a