Gloria Lyrics

I tried to turn "I Can't Drive 55" into "I Can't Hack '55 (But I Can Drive 88)", but it didn't work.
DeLorean, plutonium to run now.
Going back to the old days, I gotta get back somehow.
History won't go down, 'cause it looks like I've blown it.
I gotta find young Doc Brown, and I need nickel to phone it.

And I really don't remember all the slang these locals said.
Lousy music in my head.
Go, DeLorean!

DeLorean!
About that I've been talking!
If this time is the Fifties
why isn't anybody rocking?
Don't have time to answer
gotta go restore the timeline, oh ho!
Go, Delorean!

DeLorean!
(DeLorean!)
And 88's my number!
(DeLorean!)
Doc's nephew is the alias
(DeLorean!)
that I gotta live under!
(DeLorean!)

And I really don't remember what my history teacher said.
Will they think that I'm a Red?
Go, DeLorean!
(DeLorean!)

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
DeLorean!
Dad hit Biff, he went down!
Mom now likes the right guy
and history can rebound!
They will marry and make money.
Play tennis in the afternoon.
Nerdiness is slipping away.
Gonna get my 4x4 soon!

And I really don't remember...
"Lone Pine," the mall sign said?
All this spinning in my head
in the DeLorean!

DeLorean!
(DeLorean!)
This movie's getting numbers!
(DeLorean!)
The future and the Wild West
(DeLorean!)
The scripts are getting dumber!
(DeLorean!)
And I really don't remember
"Great Scott!" Doc always said
when he saw the years ahead
in his DeLorean!
(DeLorean!)

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