As I was motivating over the hill,
I saw Maybelline in a Coup DeVille.
Cadillac rollin' on the open road,
But nothin' outrun my V-8 Ford.
Cadillac doin' 'bout ninety-five.
We was bumper to bumper rollin' side by side.
Maybelline, why can't you be true?
Oh, Maybelline, why can't you be true?
You done started back doin' those things
You used to do.
Cadillac pulled up to hundred and four.
The Ford got hot and wouldn't do no more.
It done got cloudy and started to rain.
I tooted my horn for the passin' lane.
Rainwater blowin' all under my hood,
And I knew that was doin' my motor good.
The motor cooled down, the heat cooled down,
And that's when I heard that highway sound.
Cadillac sittin' like a ton of lead,
A hundered and ten, a half a mile ahead.
Cadillac lookin' like it's sittin' still,
And I caught Maybelline at the top of the hill.
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