It was the third heat pick 'em up, lay em down, let it go boys
Everyone was drinking up the beer and the sound of the hi-pro noise
Out of the corner like a dirty, dirty word
Came crazy bobby runnin' naked as a bird
Naked as a baby on his birthing hour
With his butt on the vinyl and all that horsepower

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And all you could see was a big ball of dust
And old number 6, big money or bust
Everybody wondered what he had under the hood
The day crazy bobby ran the dirt track in the nude

All the old men and all the old women said he ruined the trip
If they'd wanted burned rubber and rubber burning they'd have gone to the drag strip
An old boy said he's taking quite a chance
Going hard into the corner and wearing no pants
Sister she cried and grandma she screamed
Annabelle's glasses got steamed

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The boys never been right, never been right, now he'll wind up dead
But he laughed all the way to the checkered flag and the money instead
He took a victory tour and everybody clapped
With his hands on the wheel and his helmet on his lap
The drivers said and some of them cursed
we've been beat before but this is the worst, oh my lord

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The day crazy bobby ran the dirt track in the nude
The day crazy bobby ran the dirt track in the nude
The day crazy bobby ran the county dirt track in the nude

Writer : NATHAN BELL
Copyright : Lyrics © Ten Ten Music Group, Inc.