Let Sally Drive

Yeah, s'alright

Sally's in love with her automobile

Says she feels so sexy from behind the wheel, huh

She got duel carburetors, ported and relieved

She pull the soft top down, ooh child, and make the devil believe, yeah, huh

Packs a 427 down on 101

Crack a buck 10-11 on the radar gun

She roll it over to the shoulder, moving past her man

Swing it back to the fast lane

Singing "Catch me if you can."

She got 5 speed, 4 elevens

Ten thirteen in the quarter mile

Trick gas, full blown nitrous

Speed queen with a smile

Ride, ride, ride, Sally ride

Drive, drive, drive, let Sally drive

Ride, ride, ride, Sally ride

Drive, drive, drive, let Sally drive

Wooh, hey

Drive, drive, drive

Got ((Little_Richard:Long_Tall_Sally|"Long Tall Sally")) blastin' on the box

Just like ((Wilson_Pickett:Mustang_Sally|"Mustang Sally")), kick it up a notch

Puts the pedal to the metal, oh, tacking seven grand

Smoking 50 yards of rubber in the rear view mirror

Singing, "Catch me if you can."

Ride, ride, ride, Sally ride

Drive, drive, drive, let Sally drive

Ride, ride, ride, Sally ride

Drive, drive, drive, let Sally drive, uh

(Let Sally drive) Drive, drive, drive

(Let Sally drive) uh

(Let Sally drive)

(Let Sally drive) Yeah, let Sally drive