Jan Dead Man`s Curve Lyrics

Dead Man`s Curve Lyrics

Dead Man's Curve

 Jan & Dean

 (Christian/Berry/Kornfeld/Wilson)

 

 I was cruisin' 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"

 

 Chorus:

 

 Dead Man's Curve, it's no place to play

 Dead Man's Curve, you must keep away

 Dead Man's Curve, I can hear 'em say:

 "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

 

 Partial chorus:

 

 Dead Man's Curve, it's no place to play

 Dead Man's Curve

 

 Dramatic interlude:

 

 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

 

 "Won't come back from Dead Man's Curve"

 

 [repeat chorus to fade]