Carpenters Deadman`s Curve Lyrics

Deadman`s Curve Lyrics

The street was desserted late Friday night

We were buggin` each other while we sat out the light

We both popped our clutch when the light turned green

You should have heard the wine from my screamin` machine

I flew past La Brea, down to Crescent Heights

And all the Jag could see were my six tail lights

He passed me at Doheny and I started to swerve

But I pulled her out and there we were at Deadman`s Curve

Deadman`s Curve is no place to play

Deadman`s Curve

 

Well, the last thing I remember Doc.

I started to swerve, and then I saw the Jag slide into the curb

I know I`ll never forget that horrible sight

I found out for myself, that everyone was right

 

Won`t come back from Deadman`s Curve

Deadman`s Curve is no place to play

Deadman`s Curve you best keep away

Deadman`s Curve I can hear them say

Won`t come back from Deadman`s Curve