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Summernats

by Chris Webbe and the Sweaty Palms

on Summernats N That's That (1992)

She's a little Ford coupe with a 9-inch bulletproof
Got a Zoomie exhaust and a tinted sun-roof
He had a headed Chevy big-block
Custom-made of pro-stock
Called it 'The Rat'
With a bright-blue mailbox

Lou was a wanker with a Leyland boat anchor
Got a chain steering wheel and a big bug-catcher
Siamese bore with a 4 on the floor
His wife caught him cheatin'
He don't drive it anymore

Mustang 302, kitted-out with innertubes
Painted pearl green, it was cold chew-n-spew
4 bolt mains, you can see the body strain
It flew down the track
And put the wet-backs to their shame

Crusin' on the street, dragin' on the track
Only at the Summernats, and that's that
Crusin' on the street, dragin' on the track
Only at the Summernats, and that's that

Bobby had a Lead Sled, bleed a deep blood-red
Loved it so much he took it home to bed
Fitted cooper jets, stolen window nets
I seen him down the backroad
He's gonna make a mess

It's a horsepower party with all of the crew
Some flashin' their cars
Some flashin' their boobs