Funny car song lyrics '57, '59 Chevy classic cat's eyes:   Fins Fins, Oddysey of Trailer. Stewart Sher-MickTerry.com

Funny car song lyrics '57, '59 Chevy classic cat's eyes:   Fins Fins, Oddysey of Trailer. Stewart Sher-MICK TERRY
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( Funny classic car story song lyrics: '57, '59 Chevy )
FINS, FINS
( THE ODDYSEY OF THE TRAILER )   (sic)
Copyright 2000, 2004 - Stewart Sher + MickTerry.com

On  Funny car song lyrics '57, '59 Chevy classic cat's eyes:   FinsFins Oddysey Trailer. Stewart Sher-Mick Terry YouTube YouTube,  performed  LIVE  by  MICK TERRY   (soon!)

Some regard the 'Fifty-Seven
as the tops and that's just fine.
When it comes to classic Chevys,
I prefer the 'Fifty-Nine,
with its sweeping horizontal fins,
resembling airplane wings.
I could not believe my eyes
when I had found one of those things.

In a corner of a pumpkin field,
it lay with front-end gone.
And the farmer's more than glad to pay
to haul it from his farm.
For the next eight weeks in auto shop,
with one whole class each day,
we had turned that heap of rust into
some art we could display.

    FINS, FINS, red devil's wings,
    the sleekest piece of trailer.
    FINS, FINS, red devil's wings,
    cat's eyes on a tail.

She became a work of beauty rare:
in candy-apple red.
Little trailer got more loving
than most cars would ever get:
metal-flake, high gloss and pin-stripes,
even chrome-work on her tongue.
After eight long weeks of work and pride,
she takes her maiden run.

But we didn't get the hitch right
and the trailer leaves the car
on a twisting turn of mountain road.
It doesn't get too far
'fore it leaves the cliff and plummets
to the bottom of the gorge
where it picks up speed, gets turned around
and keeps on rolling more.

    CHORUS

Down the foothills to the valley floor,
proceeding through a farm,
through a stack of hay, a field of corn,
a pig pen and a barn
like in all those silly movie reels.
It never does slow down
quite enough to stop from heading
for the gas pumps in the town.

In a state of horror, shock and awe,
we're watching this whole scene
from the mountain where we'd lost the hitch
It seems a helpless dream.
But it missed a pump by just one inch,
just missed the station's shack,
'fore it comes to rest with both its wings
in the Mayor's new Cadillac.

    CHORUS

With their open jaws in disbelief,
my friends all turn to me.
It is up to me to fully take
responsibility.
Not a moment lost to hesitate,
I find the nearest cop
to report a trailer stolen
from the high school auto shop.

    CHORUS

Copyright 2000, 2004   Lyrics:  MICK TERRY
Copyright 2004   Music:  STEWART SHER + MICK TERRY
Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composers & lyricist ]   BMI
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To other Stewart Sher - Mick Terry song lyrics:   FAIRY GODFATHER
To other police song lyrics:   IT'S JUST A JOB
To other crime song lyrics:   FORTY BIBLES
To other story song lyrics:   ALOHA OI VEY
To other road song lyrics:   U-HAUL ASS
HASTY BONES
BLOW-UP DOLL
GREEN HUMMER
THE OTHER WAY
PIMP MY WALKER
DRIVE THIS SLOW
RUNAWAY TOYOTA
SHE'S TURNING LEFT
THREE MILES LATER
BIKER IN MY MIRROR
LISTEN TO ME, SANTA
WHEELS ON THE ROAD
SILLY SALLY CELLHOLE
COLD FROZEN MORNING
FOG ON THE WINDSHIELD
BORED WITH HIS FERRARI
PEOPLE THINK I'M HORNY
MR. WHEELER IN YOUR SUV
OPEN SEASON ON THE FREEWAY
GASOLINE PRICES WERE PLUNGING
FIRST TIME OUT (IN HIS BRAND NEW PORSCHE)
WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT A COMPACT?
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