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You all knew old Cadillac Jack had a son
you all knew it to be true But I bet you didn't know did you mister He had a daughter and her name was Sportster Sue Now Jack he loved his Hondas Love to get his Goldwing in the air but Sue she was sweet on Harleys it broke Jacks heart, but she didn't care She rode am old Iron Head, heavily modified She loved to drop the hammer and burn rubber get out on the highway and fly Old Jack said his Winger could take her she spat on the ground and laughed in his face Anytime you want give it a go Father I'll take your pig on in a race Well Jack turn all sorts of colors You're on! He said in a voice filled with disdain They met on the old airport road the next morning in the fog, freezing cold and the rain He had his heated seat cranked to eighty He had on his gloves and gear Old, tired and slow smirked his daughter as she guzzled down her fourth beer They mounted their steeds and waited for Jacks old lady count them down At one they took off like thunder the crowd deafened by the sound Jack took an early lead that big six pumping strong But somehow that little Sporty caught him halfway Sue was pouring the power on Now some say a squirrel crossed the road some say it was a cow, but no matter which They both simultaneously lost control they both crashed into the same ditch The bikes they were mangled but they were alive ( probably by divine grace) Sue said I had you old man and you know it I declare myself winner of this race Jack said sweetheart I am just glad you are alive and he gave his princess a kiss on the cheek Now rebuild that excuse for a motorcycle I demand a rematch next week! |
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