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Rapid Roy (the Stock Car Boy)

Oh, Rapid Roy, that stock car boy

He, too much too believe

You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes

Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve

He got a tattoo on his arm that say, “Baby"

He got another one that just say, "Hey"

But every Sunday afternoon

He is a dirt track demon in a '57 Chevrolet

Oh, Rapid Roy, that stock car boy

He's the best driver in the land

He say that he learned to race a stock car

By runnin' 'shine outta Alabam'

Oh, The Demolition Derby and The Figure Eight

Is easy money in the bank

Compared to runnin' from the man

In Oklahoma City with a 500 gallon tank

Oh, Rapid Roy, that stock car boy

He, too much too believe

You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes

Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve

He got a tattoo on his arm that say, "Baby"

He got another one that just say, "Hey"

And Sunday afternoon, he is a dirt track demon

In a '57 Chevrolet

Yeah, Roy so cool, that racin' fool

He don't know what fear's about

He do a 130 mile an hour smilin' at the camera

With a toothpick in his mouth

He got a girl back home, name of 'Dixie Dawn'

But he got honeys all along the way

And you oughta hear 'em screamin'

For that dirt track demon in a '57 Chevrolet

Oh, Rapid Roy, that stock car boy

He, too much too believe

You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes

Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve

He got a tattoo on his arm that say, "Baby"

He got another one that just say, "Hey"

But every Sunday afternoon

He is a dirt track demon in a '57 Chevrolet

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