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When I go cruising down the highway.. Man you should see the looks I get
Couldn't make myself drive no pox 4.. They haven’t made good one yet
Nothings so fine as my sweet 69.. Nothing so mellow as my sweet 69 faded yellow
Pot belly stove black on my headers .. That 225 built on a slant
I scored a NOS 2 barrel Carter... My 69 was decadent
Nothings so fine as a sweet 69... Nothing so mellow as a sweet 69 faded yellow
My 69 was thirsty.. My pockets couldn’t cope..
Torqueflight trans was slippin .. My purple dice was so dope
One fateful day she died... On the outskirts of town
One hot day in November.. Knew I had to let her down
In a field by the Highway .. Not far from lower light
The Doc shook his head ..said she ain’t gonna make the night
Left me with a feelin .. One of sadness and deep regret
Seems them low down Mopar blues... Maybe the worst damn blues a man can get!!
Some days I get so sentimental... Bout what gets lost in changing times
Cant say I've seen nothing nothing that’s better.. Cruising a summer Haze
In a sweet 69