The Beep Beep Song
While riding in my Cadillac,
what, to my surprise,
A little Nash Rambler was following me,
about one-third my size.
The guy must have wanted it to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn. Beep! Beep!
I'll show him that a Cadillac
is not a car to scorn.
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
His horn went, beep, beep, beep.
(Beep! Beep!).
I pushed my foot down to the floor
to give the guy the shake,
But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind;
he still had on his brake.
He must have thought his car had more guts
As he kept on tooting his horn. Beep! Beep!
I'll show him that a Cadillac
is not a car to scorn.
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
His horn went, beep, beep, beep.
(Beep! Beep!).
My car went into passing gear
and we took off with dust.
And soon we were doin' ninety,
must have left him in the dust.
When I peeked in the mirror of my car,
I couldn't believe my eyes.
The little Nash Rambler was right behind,
you'd think that guy could fly.
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
His horn went, beep, beep, beep.
(Beep! Beep!).
Now we're doing a hundred and ten,
it certainly was a race.
For a Rambler to pass a Caddy
would be a big disgrace.
For the guy who wanted to pass me,
He kept on tooting his horn. Beep! Beep!
I'll show him that a Cadillac
is not a car to scorn.
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
His horn went, beep, beep, beep.
(Beep! Beep!).
Now we're doing a hundred and twenty,
as fast as I could go.
The Rambler pulled alongside of me
as if I were going slow.
The fellow rolled down his window
and yelled for me to hear,
"Hey, buddy, how can I get this car
out of second gear?"
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