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Maybellene 1962 (C. Berry / R. Fratto / A. Freed) Maybellene, why cant you be true? Oh maybellene, why cant you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. As I was motivatin over the hill I saw maybellene in a coup de ville. A cadillac a-rollin on the open road, Nothin will outrun my v8 ford. The cadillac doin bout ninety-five, Shes bumper to bumber rollin side by side. Maybellene, why cant you be true? Oh maybellene, why cant you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. Pink in the mirror on top of the hill, Its just like swallowin up a medicine pill. First thing I saw that cadillac grille Doin a hundred and ten gallopin over that hill. Offhill curve, a downhill strecth, Me and that cadillac neck by neck. Maybellene, why cant you be true? Oh maybellene, why cant you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. The cadillac pulled up ahead of the ford, The ford got hot and wouldnt do no more. It then got clody and it started to rain, I tooted my horn for a passin lead The rain water blowin all under my hood, I knew that was doin my motor good. Maybellene, why cant you be true? Oh maybellene, why cant you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. The motor cooled down, the heat went down And thats when I heard that highway sound. The cadillac a-sittin like a ton of lead A hundred and ten a half a mile ahead. The cadillac lookin like its sittin still And I caught maybellene at the top of the hill. Maybellene, why cant you be true? Oh maybellene, why cant you be true? You've started back doing the things you used to do. Maybellene ooh  |
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