I want to get Laura an engagement ring, and I saw a sign for a stock car race with a thousand dollar prize. I’ll be the youngest driver there, but what could go wrong.
I have to go now. Tell Laura I love her.
Laura: That’s when I fell for the leader of the pack.
Nah…I’m going to buy me a Mercury and I’ll cruise up and down this road.
Since Tennessee is not an a option, it’s gotta be Dead Man’s Curve and when I come I’ll be driving a 58 Plymouth Fury.
I actually once worked in Detroit on an assembly line.
The first year they had me putting wheels on Cadillacs.
I started stealing Cadillac parts one at a time.
I got it one piece at a time, And it didn’t cost me a dime.
By the time I retired I had myself a complete car.
It’s a '49, '50, '51, '52, '53, '54, '55, '56
‘57, ‘58’ 59’ automobile
I’m loading up the Woody (with the boards inside) and headin’ out singing my song
Long may you run … with your chrome heart shining in the sun.
I could certainly be wrong, but isn’t it “chrome art”? Still a worthy submission to the thread, in any case.
To get the traction I’m ridig’ the clutch
My pressure plate’s burnig’ that machine’s too much
Well, I just Googled 5 or 6 lyric sites and they all say “heart.” I know they’re not always accurate, but I’ve been listening to the song for decades and always heard “heart.”
YMMV. 
To hell with daddy and his Detroit monstrosity. I’m gonna ride my Honda tonight …
*First gear, it’s all right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Second gear, I’ll lean right (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Third gear, hang on tight (Honda, Honda, go faster, faster)
Faster, it’s all right.
It’s not a big motorcycle,
Just a groovy little motorbike.
It’s more fun than a barrel of monkeys,
That two-wheeled bike.
We’ll ride on out of the town
To anyplace I know you like.*
Updated lyrics:
And she’ll have fun, fun, fun
'till her Daddy takes her keyboard away.
Then I apologize for doubting you.
I don’t know, but I’ll keep my mind on my driving, keep my hands on the wheel, and keep my sloopy eyes on the road ahead.