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The singer leaves his home in Kentucky in 1949 to pursue work at General Motors in Detroit, Michigan. He assembles wheels on Cadillacs, watching each one roll by day after day on the assembly line, knowing that he will never be able to afford one of his own.
Beginning almost immediately, he and a co-worker decide to "steal" a Cadillac by way of using their assembly line jobs to obtain the parts via salami slicing. He takes the small parts home hidden in his large lunchbox; larger parts are smuggled out in his co-worker's motor home.
The process of accumulating all the necessary parts turns out to take at least 25 years (the newest part mentioned, the motor, is from 1973), but once they have what they think is a complete car, they attempt to assemble the pieces. Because automakers inevitably make numerous changes to its models, designs and parts over the course of a quarter-century, the result was a hodgepodge of parts from different years and models that did not fit together well (the bolt holes disappear when attempting to fit the motor with a 1953 transmission, there was only one right headlight and two left headlights, and they only had one tail fin).
Despite these problems, the singer and his co-worker get the car in proper working condition. The singer's wife is surprised at the outcome but wants a ride in it, anyway. Townspeople began laughing at the singer's unique car as he takes it to have it registered. However, the folks at the courthouse were not as pleased—it took the "whole staff" to type up the vehicle title, which ended up weighing 60 pounds.
The song ends with a CB radio conversation between the singer and a truck driver inquiring about the "psychobilly Cadillac", in which the singer replies, "you could say I went to the factory and picked it up; it's cheaper that way".
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zondag 7 oktober 2018 02:15 schreef
MTheBassman het volgende:[/b]
Jij hebt wat rare shit in je lijst staan Knokkels :P