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Well Speed Ball, the wild motorcyclist

Rode his motorcycle very fast

With a twist of the wrist he’d give it the gas

There wasn’t nothin' on the road he couldn’t pass

He had a big black leather jacket

With an eagle on the back & zippers up the sleeves

And when he rode down the road

His long black greasy duck tails just blowed in the breeze

Every night he’d rev up his motor

And drag down the main street of town

He had plenty of nerve, he’d swerve on a curve

He loved to run those pedestrians down (Aaaaaa!)

Look out here comes that happy fool on that Harley

Say how do you know he’s happy?

Say by the bugs on his teeth

Watch out here he comes. (Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)

Well Speed had a girl name of Sugar Beet

Sayin' my she was a lovely child

When she’d sit back of Speed on the buddy seat

You know it would drive old Speed Ball wild

And she’d say, 'Come on baby, Say let’s get some kicks'

'So let’s make it, So let’s take off, So let’s scratch man'

'Say come on cool daddy, Let’s hear them tires screech

On that concrete, Yeah Yeah Yeah'

Oh when she talked that trash to ol' Speed like that

Say it’d just tear him up and he’d just oh lose his mind

And he’d say, 'Hang on Baby'

And he’d twist that handlebar (Brrrwow)

Take off and burn that road for half a mile (Brrrrrrrrrrrrr)

Well one night he was rollin' down the highway

Sugar Beet was hangin' on ridin' double

When he heard that police siren scream

And he knew he was in for some trouble

So he gave it the gas and watched the speedometer

Needle say a hundred and ten

And then he looked back around and he smiled

'Cause he knew he’d done outrun the police again

Well he thought he was the king of the highway

And that’s when he ran out of luck, yeah

Just for a thrill, he passed on a hill

And blapt, right into a truck

Whoa it was terrible, when the police found them

Next mornin' they was both hangin' up in the trees

That motocycle was tore all to pieces

But you know Speed Ball & Sugar Beet

They weren’t hurt much, No they wasn’t

Say he just broke his arm in seven places

And all it did to her was smear her lipstick…

All over the highway. But you know it wasn’t serious

And when they got out of the hospital

They learned their lession

And from now on they’re gonna play it safe

They gonna take that Greyhound

And leave the drivin' to that smiley cat on t. v

And everything is gonna be cool, Yeah

Whoa, And that’s the story of Speed Ball

The wild motorcyclist, don’t ride his motor no more

No Speed Ball, the wild motorcyclist

Done found a better way to go

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