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Me an' Earl was workin' the superslab outside a' Ogallala?
When outta town a local clown in a '65 Impala
Had a 'coon 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
"How's about a little showdown?"

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

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

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

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

I says, "Call your and raise ya ten
"Jes' kiss that goodby, boy
"'Cause when Bessie that floatin' gear
"You be eatin' Hereford pie. Yeah."

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

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

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

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

I says, "Come on, Earl, give it a whirl.
"That Chevy is up speed."
Well, we the Platte at a hundred flat
Old was a-blowin' the weeds

We was in that Monfort lane.

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

Hot damn, I'm a man,
So get yer bets down
'Cause this old truck's gonna make us a
rollin' the boulevard shakedown

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