Red Hot Rocket (words & music by Roy Evan Burstiner)
Burning all the rubber with deserted scars.
Flashing by the exits like a dark shooting star.
Tremble in my fingers in the late Arizona night.
Revving up the engine in the beam of a broken headlight.
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Rushing past the desert like a hurricane would.
Blasting late Chuck Berry & his Johnny B. Good
Dust rising past us pushing all thru the county lines.
Take my hand honey and we'll make our music thru the night.
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Red rocket in the sun, screaming past everyone.
Can't stop this engine til the heat grows cold.
Swear we'll never grow old.
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Tearing up & yelling at the top of our throats.
Swearing at the danger warnings that we'll never know.
Slam down the pedal shooting thru every dead end light.
Red Rocket Chevy tearing up in the dead of night.
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Red rocket in the sun, screaming past everyone.
Can't stop this engine til the heat grows cold.
Swear we'll never grow old.
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Cruising down the miles under the northern star.
Blasting Robert Johnson & his blues guitar.
Route 66 is putting up another fight.
Red Hot Rocket shooting thru the dark of the endless night.
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Burning all the rubber with deserted scars.
Flashing by the exits like a dark shooting star.
Tremble in my fingers in the late Arizona night.
Revving up the engine in the beam of a broken headlight.
Red Hot Rocket shooting thru the dark of the endless night.
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