Going up north I gotta settle the matter Put the pedal to the metal Hands on the wheel Cops on my heels There was a railway crossing And red lights ahead I went straight through the boom-gate In my blazing Cadillac I’m Going up North Been traveling back and forth Between Frisco and New York I’m going, I’m going up north Service station attendant banging on the hooter While I stole the gasoline But I had to fill up My running machine I drove a black cat flat And It looked like a pizza pepperoni cheese Then I saw the blue light And heard the sirens of the police I’m Going up North Been traveling back and forth Between Frisco and New York I’m going, I’m going up north I’m not coming back   I’m Going up North Been traveling back and forth Between Frisco and New York I’m going, I’m going up north Muziek en Tekst: Frédérique Spigt

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