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NASCAR Races

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NASCAR Races Cledus T. Judd (parody of Dixie Chick's Wide Open Spaces)

Some folk don’t know what I’m talking about
If you ain’t into racing, you kind of left out
Just pick a driver and car of your own
Then paint the number real big on your truck and motor home

Jeff Gordon will lead everybody else follers
It’s Nemechek’s fault we’re under a yeller
We like the shape, of the tracks out west
But ask any redneck race fan, they’ll say Daytona’s best

We love our NASCAR races
Only sissies use their brakes
It’s them there Winston cup chases
Less points for 2nd place

Dale Earnhardt led 400 miles
Rusty Wallace wound up winning on four new tires (YEAH!!!)
The Labonte’s wudn’t even on the lead lap with the rest
It ain’t a real good race if their ain’t a real bad wreck

We love our NASCAR races
The deafening sounds the motors make
We sneak in beer by the cases
Monday morning big headache
Monday morning big headache

As Mark Martin drives away
His crew forgets to check the oil
All out of Valvoline, well he blew a coil
You know it dudn’t seem like a that many laps ago
When swervin’ Earvin slid in
Took out half of pit row

We love our NASCAR races
A restrictor plate’s an awful thing.
When it comes to wide open chases
Richard Petty was the King
Couldn’t nobody beat the king
Richard Petty’s still the king

Woo-Hoo! =)

posted by Nikki Lorelei @ 9:31 AM