You Can't Catch Me Songtext
von The Blues Project

I bought a brand new air-mobile
With a powerful motor was a lightnigville
With a powerful motor and a hideaway wing
Push down on the button, man, you can hear her sing
You can′t catch me
Whoa, you can't catch me
Well, you get too close
I′m gone, gone, gone like a cool breeze
Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Was not a gray cloud close in sight
A big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up, baby, and be my love
Sweetest little thing I have ever seen
Oh baby, I will when you make me
Flyin′ on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to old rock and roll
Two, three hours have passed us by
Altitude drops to five-oh-five
Fuel consumption is way too fast
Let′s get on home before we run out, yeah


You can't catch me
Whoa, you can′t catch me
Well, you get too close
I'm gone, gone, gone like a cool breeze
New Jersey turnpike in the wee, wee hours
I was rollin′ up slowly 'cause of drizzlin′ showers
Well, here comes the flat top, he was movin' up with me
Said a little goodbye in a little old souped-up jeep, yeah, haha
Put my foot on the tank, I began to roll
Moanin' sirens was the state patrol
So I put out my wings, I blew my horn
Bye-bye New Jersey, I′m headin′ home
You can't catch me
Whoa, you can′t catch me
Well, you get too close
I'm gone, gone, gone like a cool breeze
Well, I′m goin' home, goin′ home
Yeah, home, I'm goin' home
Well, if you get too close
I′m gone, gone, gone like a cool breeze