That old Preston Tucker kept to his word;
The car of the future just then occurred.
Slick disk brakes and the fuel injection’s whine,
Made a beautiful sound off the assembly line.
3 bright headlights lit up an entire street.
The first seatbelt ever held you to the seat.
Extra cargo space was locked up in the hood;
The purring V6 engine in the trunk sounded good.
The Tucker Torpedo had a streamlined design.
Faster than the cops, it could escape from a fine.
His old dream came true, this modern car was there,
But a crooked politician stole the dream without a care.
The factory closed before their chance to sell,
Tucker tipped his hat for a kind “farewell”.
The public was angry, they all went irate.
That was all to be seen of the Tucker 48’.
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