It had to be done...

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Into rising in my Cadillac
That with my surprise.
Small Nash Rambler to follow me –
Approximate third my dimension.
Wanted to lead in top Halteseilmust' ve me,
While it held its horn on Tooting.
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)
I show him that Cadillac
Is not a car to be scorned.
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)

CHO:

Clay of signal!
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)
Clay of signal!
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)
Its horn went the clay of clay signal
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)


I pressed on more slowly my foot with the floor,
To give the shock to the cord.
But small Nash Rambler to remain after right;
It still had on its brake.
It must have thought that its car had more Eingeweide,
While it held its horn on Tooting.
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)
I show him that Cadillac
is not a car to be scorned.
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)

My car entered normally the control of the pinion
And us moved away with the gust.
We made ninety soon on the left –
Must' ve him in dust.
When I spaehte in the mirror of my car,
I could not believe in my eyes: *
Small Nash Rambler according to right –
I to think, who cord to fly to be able....

We more quickly make now hundred and 10 –
This one were without any doubt a race.
So that Rambler would be a ray of transport
A great dishonour leads.
Wanted to lead in top Halteseilmust' ve me,
While it held its horn on Tooting.
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)
I show him that Cadillac
Is not a car to be scorned.
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)

We the most quickly make now as quickly hundred and to twenty -,
As me to go could.
Rambler drew along the side from me,
As if we went slowly.
The vehicles its window rolled downwards
And shouted that I,
"Hey, friend hear thus how I can this car
Of the second pinion herausbekommen?!"
(Clay of signal! Clay of signal! Clay of signal! Clay of signal! Clay of signal! Clay of signal!)

Slán,

~Fionn

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