YOU CAN'T CATCH ME
(Chuck Berry)
CHUCK BERRY (CHESS 1645, 1956)

I bought a brand new air mobile
It's custom-made, 't was a Flight De Ville
With a powerful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you will get a scene
Now you can't catch me, baby you can't catch me
'Cause if you get too close
You know I'm gone like a cool breeze

New Jersey turnpike in the wee wee hours
I was rollin' slow, because of drizzlin' showers
There come a flattop, he was movin' up with me
Then come wavin' goodbye a little' old souped-up jitney
I put my foot in my tank and I began to roll
Moanin' siren, 't was a state patrol
So I let out my wings and then I blew my horn
Bye bye New Jersey, I've become airborn
Now you can't catch me, baby you can't catch me
'Cause if you get too close
You know I'm gone like a cool breeze

Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
There was no gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
Sweetest little thing I've ever seen
I'm gonna name you Maybellene
Flyin' on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock 'n' roll
Two, three hours have passed us by
Altitude dropped to 505
Fuel consumption way too fast
Let's get on home before we run out of gas
Now you can't catch me, no baby you can't catch me
'Cause if you get too close
You know I'm gone like a cool breeze