Chuck Berry - You Can’t Catch Me (1956)

I bought a brand-new air-mobile It custom-made, ’twas a Flight De Ville With a pow’ful motor and some hideaway wings Push in on the button and you can hear her sing 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’ slowly ’cause of drizzlin’ showers Here come a flat-top, he was movin’ up with me Then come wavin’ goodbye in a little’ old souped-up jitney I put my foot on my tank and I began to roll Moanin’ siren, ’twas the state patrol So I let out my wings and then I blew my horn Bye bye New Jersey, I’ve become airborne 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 Not a gray cloud floatin’ in sight Big full moon shinin’ up abo