I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, twas a Flight De Ville
With a powful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you will get a scene

Now you cant catch me, baby you cant catch me
Cause if you get too close, you know Im gone like a cool breeze

New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours
I was rollin slow because of drizzlin showers
Here come a flat-top, he was movin up with me
Then come wavin goodbye a little old souped-up jitney
I put my foot in my tank and I began to roll
Moanin siren, twas a state patrol
So I let out my wings and then I blew my horn
Bye bye New Jersey, Id be come and gone

Now you cant catch me, baby you cant catch me
Cause if you get too close, you know Im gone like a cool breeze

Flyin with my baby last Saturday night
Not a gray cloud floatin in sight
Big full moon shinin up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
Sweetest little thing Ive ever seen
Im gonna name you Maybellene
Flyin on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to rock n roll
Two, three hours have passed us by
Ill be 2 dropped to 5:05
Fuel consumption way too fast
Lets get on home before we run out of gas

Now you cant catch me, baby you cant catch me
Cause if you get too close, you know Im gone like a cool breeze