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  • 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
  • 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