Beep Beep - Claps Donald

Donald Claps & Carl Ciccheti)



While riding in my Cadillac, what to my surprise,

a little Nash Rambler was following me, about one third my size.

The guy must have wanted to pass me up as he kept on tooting his horn,

Beep! Beep!

I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.

Beep! Beep! (Beep! Beep!)

Beep! Beep! (Beep! Beep!).

His horn went Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

I pushed my foot down to the floor to give the guy the shake,

but the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind,

he still had on his brake.

He must have thought his car had more guts

as he kept on tooting his horn.

Beep! Beep!

I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.

Beep! Beep! (Beep! Beep!)

Beep! Beep! (Beep! Beep!).

His horn went Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

My car went into passing gear and we took off with dust,

and soon we were doing ninety, must have left him in the dust.

When I peeked in the mirror of my car,

I couldn't believe my eyes,

That little Nash Rambler was right behind,

you'd think the guy could fly.

Beep! Beep! (Beep! Beep!) Beep! Beep! (Beep! Beep!).

His horn went Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

Now we're doing a hundred and ten,

it certainly was a race for a Rambler

to pass a Caddy would be a big disgrace.

For the guy who wanted to pass me,

he kept on tooting his horn. (Beep! Beep!)

I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.

Beep! Beep! (Beep! Beep!)

Beep! Beep! (Beep! Beep!).

His horn went Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

Now we're doing a hundred and twenty, as fast as I could go,

the Rambler pulled along side of me as if I were going slow.

The fellow rolled down his window and yelled for me to hear,

"Hey, buddy, how can I get this car out of second gear?"



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Donald Claps et Carl Ciccheti)



À bord de ma Cadillac, à ma grande surprise,

un petit Nash Rambler me suivait, environ un tiers de ma taille.

Le gars a dû vouloir me laisser passer alors qu'il continuait de tinter sa corne,

Bip! Bip!

Je vais lui montrer qu'une Cadillac n'est pas une voiture à dédaigner.

Bip! Bip! (Bip! Bip!)

Bip! Bip! (Bip! Bip!).

Son klaxon est devenu bip! Bip! Bip! Bip! Bip!

J'ai poussé mon pied vers le sol pour secouer le gars,

mais le petit Nash Rambler est resté juste derrière,

il avait encore son frein.

Il devait penser que sa voiture avait plus de tripes

alors qu'il continuait de tinter sa corne.

Bip! Bip!

Je vais lui montrer qu'une Cadillac n'est pas une voiture à dédaigner.

Bip! Bip! (Bip! Bip!)

Bip! Bip! (Bip! Bip!).

Sa corne est allée bip! Bip! Bip! Bip! Bip!

Ma voiture est passée en vitesse et nous avons décollé avec de la poussière,

et bientôt nous en faisions quatre-vingt-dix, il a dû le laisser dans la poussière.

Quand j'ai jeté un ?il dans le rétroviseur de ma voiture,

Je n'en croyais pas mes yeux,

Ce petit Nash Rambler était juste derrière,

on pourrait penser que le gars pourrait voler.

Bip! Bip! (Bip! Bip!) Bip! Bip! (Bip! Bip!).

Son klaxon est devenu bip! Bip! Bip! Bip! Bip!

Maintenant, nous en faisons cent dix,

c'était certainement une course pour un Rambler

passer un Caddy serait une grande honte.

Pour le gars qui voulait me dépasser,

il continuait de tinter sa corne. (Bip! Bip!)

Je vais lui montrer qu'une Cadillac n'est pas une voiture à dédaigner.

Bip! Bip! (Bip! Bip!)

Bip! Bip! (Bip! Bip!).

Sa corne est allée bip! Bip! Bip! Bip! Bip!

Maintenant, nous en faisons cent vingt, aussi vite que possible,

le Rambler a tiré le long de moi comme si j'allais lentement.

Le gars a baissé sa fenêtre et m'a crié d'entendre,

"Hé, mon pote, comment puis-je sortir cette voiture de la deuxième vitesse?"



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