Deadman's Curve

Deadman's Curve - Jan & Dean

I was cruising in my Stingray late one night

When an XKE pulled up on the right

And 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 runnin' fine

Let's come off the line now

At Sunset and Vine"

But I'll go you one better

If you've got the nerve

Let's 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 buggin' each other

While we sat out the light

We both popped the clutch

When the light turned green

You shoulda heard the whine

From my screamin' machine

I flew past LaBrea Schwab's

And Crescent Heights

And all the Jag could see

Were my six taillights

He passed me at Doheny then

I started to swerve

But I pulled her out and

There we were at Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Well the last thing I remember

Doc I started to swerve

And then I saw the Jag

Slide into the curve

I know I'll never forget

That horrible sight

I guess I found out for

Myself that everyone was right

You won't come back from dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

You won't come back from dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

You won't come back from dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

You won't come back from dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve

Dead man's curve