Slick Black Limousine - Alice Cooper

Well, I hope I die in a slick black limousine

Oh, come along momma gonna take a look at me

Gonna fly though the city, gonna fly to the sea

Gonna fly my, my, my, my, my

I get sick instantly

Well, I get first prize

I remember it quite clear

Gonna fly though the city, gonna fly to the sea

Gonna fly yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yay, yow

I hope I die in a slick black limousine

Yeah, come along momma gonna take a, take a look at me

We’re gonna fly to the ocean

Gonna fly to the sea

We’re gonna fly yay, yay yeah

Ninety miles an hour

Swervin' all over the road

Hundred miles an hour

My hand’s on the radio

Baby’s in the back seat

Bompin' all over the road

No one, no one touch my limousine

Yeah, the Lord, my limousine

Yeah, the Lord, my limousine

Yeah, the Lord, my limousine

Now stuck up livin' with a Model T

My machine, my machine