West Coast Turnaround Songtext
von Tony Justice

Aw, bring it on in there son

Well breaker one-nine, that′s a big ten-four
Got the pedal to the medal, foot flat on the floor
More chrome and chicken lights than you ever saw
Looks like a neon circus crossing Arkansas

On a west coast turnaround
Headed to that shaky town
Rolling all through the night
Big stacks, smoke black
Seats slammed, laid back
Old outlaws and white lines
It's a hammer lane, freight train
Dodging scales, no shame
Chasing that sunset down
Just a good ole boy convoy
Making noise and large toys
West coast turnaround


Yea, yea
Got a Kojak in the middle, at the thirty-three
With his kodak shooting pictures in his SUV
Better brush your hair y′all and comb your teeth
Sit cool on your stool, until the light turns green

On a west coast turnaround
Headed to that shaky town
Rolling all through the night
Big stacks, smoke black
Seats slammed, laid back
Old outlaws and white lines
It's a hammer lane, freight train
Dodging scales, no shame
Chasing that sunset down
Just a good ole boy convoy
Making noise and large toys
West coast turnaround

Aw, put it in the big hole boys


On a west coast turnaround
Headed to that shaky town
Rolling all through the night
Big stacks, smoke black
Seats slammed, laid back
Old outlaws and white lines
It's a hammer lane, freight train
Dodging scales, no shame
Chasing that sunset down
Just a good ole boy convoy
Making noise and large toys
West coast turnaround

It′s the big stacks, smoke black
Seats slammed, laid back
Good ole boy convoy
Making noise and large toys
West coast turnaround