Drag Strip

Album cover art for "Drag Strip" by Teen Idols

Teen Idols - Rock, Pop-Punk

Drag Strip

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Hot rod coupe on a Friday night At the fairground strip One more beer will get me set For my quarter-mile trip Steering wheel in hand Making my last stand I'm the fastest in the land That's why they call me the king And I shut 'em down with breakneck speed Like no one can Pink slips seem to disappear With a wave of my hand Approach that line Checkered flag up high Check the starting light And it's red, yellow, green, and go Don't hesitate, accelerate and go Tires spin as we begin to go Road dust flies into their eyes As the king blows across that finish line Tension's high as we burn the road Like flames from hell Leaving rubber smoking hot With a brimstone smell Steering wheel in hand Making my last stand I'm the fastest in the land That's why they call me the king When I reach that line The cops will have to handcuff me 'Cause greasers racing on the strip Is a felony Approach that line Checkered flag up high Check the starting light And it's red, yellow, green, and go Don't hesitate, accelerate and go Tires spin as we begin to go Road dust flies into their eyes As the king blows across that finish line Yeah, go Don't hesitate, accelerate and go Tires spin as we begin to go Road dust flies into their eyes As the king blows across that finish line

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  • Teen Idols