Saturday, January 3, 2009
Gone are the days when six pack meant something from a car.
Gone are the days when a header was on that same engine.
And who really knows what Kragers are, or a Holley 4-barrel,
Or shift it between the double nickels.
Or what's a big block, or spray bottle in the trunk.
And the big secret, smoke them 60's, stage it,
Then count the lights in your head, one thousand one,
one thousand two, zoooooom,
Don't look back, just hit it. Winner every time!
Just like now, don't look back.
Can only hit it, and pray to be a winner this time.