Lyrics

[Verse 1] Well, I had the carburetor, baby, cleaned and checked With her line blown out, she's hummin' like a turbojet Propped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks For a new clutch plate and a new set of shocks Took her down to the carwash, checked the plugs and points Well, I'm goin' out tonight, I'm gonna rock that joint [Verse 2] Early, North Jersey industrial skyline I'm an all-set Cobra Jet, creepin' through the nighttime Gotta find a gas station, gotta find a payphone This turnpike sure is spooky at night when you're all alone I gotta hit the gas, baby, I'm runnin' late This Nеw Jersey in the mornin' likе a lunar landscape [Verse 3] Now, the boss don't dig me, so he put me on the nightshift Takes me two hours to get back to where my baby lives In the wee, wee hours, your mind gets crazy Radio relay towers, won't you lead me to my baby? 'Neath the overpass, trooper hits the party light switch Goodnight, good luck, one-two, powershift [Verse 4] I met Wanda when she was employed Behind the counter at the Route 60 Bob's Big Boy Fried chicken on the front seat, she's sittin' on my lap We're wipin' our fingers on a Texaco roadmap I remember Wanda up on Scrap Metal Hill With them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still [Bridge] I said hey [Verse 5] Well, it's 5 a.m. and oil pressure's sinkin' fast Gotta make a pit stop, wipe the windshield, check the gas Gotta call my baby on the telephone Let her know that her daddy's comin' on home "Sit tight, little mama, I'ma comin' 'round I got-a three more hours, but I'm coverin' ground" [Verse 6] Your eyes get itchy in the wee, wee hours Sun's just a red ball risin' over them refinery towers Radio's jammed up with gospel stations Lost souls callin' long distance salvation Hey Mr. DJ, won't you hear my last prayer? Hey ho, rock 'n' roll, deliver me from nowhere [Scatting]