Cuda, a hemi 426, 500 ponies, illegal slicks, fastback
And you want to be as bad as your ride
Tell all the ladies to get inside or get back
But stupid shit town boy your guts and muscle toy is gonna get you killed
The ratio runs rich, but rich ain't real
Plymouth, a cherry '71', a Mopar rebuilt to help you run away
But shit town ain't gonna give up so quick
Your girlfriend is pregnant
Your mamma is sick so you'll stay
That's how it goes 'round here Get up to 2nd gear
Then come back down
Your daddy called his boss and made you a deal
1, 2, 3, 4th gear to take you away!
Before you sell that 426,
That Barracuda's got one more trick up it's sleeve
Hahn road out past the radio tower
The loose pack, the six pack,
And too much power to believe!
Forgot the rule 'round here Get up to 2nd gear,
Then come back down
Monday you and dad start haulin' steel
No no! But stupid shit town boy your guts and muscle toy just got you killed
You put it in a ditch and that's for real,
For deadly real, forever real, yeah you're dead for real