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Beep Beep (the Little Nash Rambler)


Carl Cicchetti Donald Claps


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Song : Bb

° = horn

Slow :
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While riding in my Cadillac, what to my surprise.
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A little Nash Rambler was following me,
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about one third my size.
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The guy must have wanted to pass me up,
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as he kept on tooting his horn °°.
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I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.

Chorus:
Ebm Bb7
Beep-beep,°° beep-beep°°
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His horn went beep, beep, beep. °°

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A bit faster.
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I pushed my foot down to the floor,
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to give the guy the shake.
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But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind,
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He still had on his brake.
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He musta thought his car had more guts,
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as he kept on tooting his horn °°.
Em B7 Em B7 Em B7 Em
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.

Chorus:
Em B7
Beep-beep,°° beep-beep°°
Em B7 Em
His horn went beep, beep, beep. °°

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Faster.
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My car went into passing gear and we
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took off with gust.
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Soon we were going ninety,
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musta left him in the dust.
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When I peeked in the mirror of my car
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I couldn't believe my eyes.
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The little Nash Rambler was right behind,
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you'd think that guy could fly.

Chorus:
Fm C7
Beep-beep,°° beep-beep°°
Fm C7 Fm
His horn went beep, beep, beep. °°
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Faster.<:I>
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Now we were doing a hundred and ten,
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this certainly was a race.
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For a Rambler to pass a Caddy, would be a big disgrace.
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The guy must have wanted to pass me up,
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as he kept on tooting his horn °°.
F#m C#7 F#m C#7 F#m C#7 F#m
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.

Chorus:
F#m C#7
Beep-beep,°° beep-beep°°
F#m C#7 F#m
His horn went beep, beep, beep. °°
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Very fast.
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Now we're going a hundred and twenty, as fast as I could go.
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The Rambler pulled along side of me as if we were going slow.
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The fella rolled down his window and yelled for me to hear..
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'Hey buddy how do I get this car, outa sec-ond gear?'

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