September 30, 1955
Grease stickin' to my hair, stick stickin' to my thigh
I got that sweet silver Spyder, got that sugar in my eye
Gonna push her 'til she's smokin', gonna break her, eighty-fibe
Tire fire, pumping out the smoke
Firecracker strapped to a can of Coke
The squeal and the wheel and the speed and the choke
Immortal 'cause America can't ever let me go
Did I die last night?
Am I walking around?
I'm here but I'm not me
I'm a ghost
I'm a domino
I'm a domino
Iconic, supersonic
Fifties America, you know you want it
I'm Jimmy Stark (I'm Jimmy Stark), I'm out thе door (I'm out the door)
That's what they say, they say to lеave 'em wantin' more, more, more
I'm the mood of your broody generation
I'm you, I'm what you're chasing
I'm the face that Free Wheelin Dylan's makin'
Cue all the girls and the boys and their parents' hearts shakin'
Did I die last night?
Am I walking around?
I'm here but I'm not me
I'm a ghost
I'm a domino
I'm a domino
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh (Ahh)
Ooh (Ah)
466, 5:45
Fifties Ford, I hit the side
I'm DOA, give me the lasso
Guess they'll get Paul Newman to play Rocky Graziano?
I'm the mood of your broody generation
I'm you (Yep), I'm what you're chasing
I'm the face that Free Wheelin' Dylan's makin'
Cue all the girls and the boys and their parents' hearts racing
Did I die last night?
Am I walking around?
I'm here but I'm not me
I'm a ghost
I'm a domino
I'm a domino
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