Well, you got the hands of a man
And the face of a little boy blue, ooh
And when you stand, you're so grand
There's a case just for looking at you, ooh
You're so young
You could have been the devil's son
You're so young
But like a hang up I'll be sad
When you're old and you're gone
Watch out, you know the 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash
(48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash
(48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash
That's the 48 Crash
You've got the kind of a mind of a juvenile Romeo, oh
And you're so blind
You could find that your motor ain't ready to go, oh, oh, oh
You're so young
You're a hot shot son of a gun
You're so young
But like a teenage tearaway
Soon you'll be torn and you'll run
Watch out, you know the 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash
(48 Crash, 48 Crash)
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash
(48 Crash, 48 Crash)
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash, a lightning flash
And it's a silk sash bash, a silk sash bash
That's the 48 Crash