dead man's curve
I was crusing in my Stingray late one night
When an XKE pulled up on the right
He rolled down the window of his shiny new Jag
And challenged me then and there to a drag

I said 'You're On, buddy, my mill's running fine'
Let's come off the line now, on Sunset and Vine
I'll go you one better, if you've got the nerve
Lets race all the way... to Dead Man's Curve.

Dead Man's curve, Dead Man's Curve
Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve.

The street was deserted late friday night
We were bugging each other while we sat at the light
We both popped the clutch when the light turned green
You should've heard the whine from my screaming machine
I flew past LaBrea Swamps and Cresent Heights
When all the jag could see were my 6 tail lights
He passed me at Domini and I started to swerve
I pulled her out and there we were at, at Dead Man's Curve

"Well the last thing I remember Doc, I started to swerve
and then I saw the jag sliding into the curb
I know I'll never forget that horrible sight
And this I found out for myself, that everyone was right"