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  • He just wanted us to call him Captain Da
    He said, "You can call me Da-da", whatever that meant
    Hey there, who me? Just your friendly neighborhood speed demon
    I'm out to Nascar in a fast car to the last car
    'Til there ain't no cars left
    Enough cars go by with enough dust flyin' around to make you cry
    Back down and choke half-near to death, I'm going left
    Sorry about that, see like you I push the bucket
    I like to burn big, like, I've gotta cut all the ******** out of my life to live
    So I tell them move over, this road ain't big enough for you
    I'm flying like Knight Rider, they're trying to keep up
    With their grandma outside, on the side
    Maybe their steel belted radials expired, maybe they're tired
    Maybe their odometer needs to be rewired or somethin'
    My bad
    Can you believe some of the drivers, they let out here on the road
    See, whole things slows down, you're gonna find that clown
    Who's gonna give you your scene with the chance to take it now
    So much hostility, y'all just keep checking your rear windows
    Maybe you'll catch me passing, mashed
    Cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em off
    Cut 'em, cut 'em, c-c-cut 'em, cut 'em off, cut, cut
    Cut 'em, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut 'em, cut, cut, cut 'em
    Cut 'em off in crash
  • He just wanted us to call him Captain Da
    He said, "You can call me Da-da", whatever that meant
    Hey there, who me? Just your friendly neighborhood speed demon
    I'm out to Nascar in a fast car to the last car
    'Til there ain't no cars left
    Enough cars go by with enough dust flyin' around to make you cry
    Back down and choke half-near to death, I'm going left
    Sorry about that, see like you I push the bucket
    I like to burn big, like, I've gotta cut all the ******** out of my life to live
    So I tell them move over, this road ain't big enough for you
    I'm flying like Knight Rider, they're trying to keep up
    With their grandma outside, on the side
    Maybe their steel belted radials expired, maybe they're tired
    Maybe their odometer needs to be rewired or somethin'
    My bad
    Can you believe some of the drivers, they let out here on the road
    See, whole things slows down, you're gonna find that clown
    Who's gonna give you your scene with the chance to take it now
    So much hostility, y'all just keep checking your rear windows
    Maybe you'll catch me passing, mashed
    Cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em, cut 'em off
    Cut 'em, cut 'em, c-c-cut 'em, cut 'em off, cut, cut
    Cut 'em, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut 'em, cut, cut, cut 'em
    Cut 'em off in crash