Left Y'all in the Dust

Gentlemen, start your engines

[?] rubber, turnin' my fast car

Racin' to the Sprint Cup 'cause I'm NASCAR

Call me Robby, Jeff, or Dale Earnhardt

Gentlemen, start your engines, it's NASCAR

Number one, I'll never be the last car

Finish line's all mine 'cause I'm NASCAR

Sorry, it's time to go party

Left y'all in the dust

Sprint Cup from Daytona to Talladega

Colt Ford gear shiftin' at the [?] speedway

You can call me Jimmie Johnson, board leader all day

Got the Chevy [?] car without keys

Five hundred laps to go, and the track is all me

Too many sponsors on my car from Kellogg's to Kraft Cheese

That's me walkin' in [?]

My game plan is simple, son I came to win

Just give me a Budweiser, this one for Rough Rider

[?] passing signal just like [?]

Chase to Bank America, my gas tank full now

See the checker flag drop, I'm feelin' good now

Foot to the pedal, asphalt touchin' rubber

Used to watch Richard Petty growin' up, I learned from it

My pit crew sick too, it's like Amazing Grace

I say a prayer 'fore the helmet touch my face

[?] rubber, turnin' my fast car

Racin' to the Sprint Cup 'cause I'm NASCAR

Call me Robby, Jeff, or Dale Earnhardt

Gentlemen, start your engines, it's NASCAR

Number one, I'll never be the last car

Finish line's all mine 'cause I'm NASCAR

Sorry, it's time to go party

Left y'all in the dust

I wanna go fast, it's either first or last

So we can bang and trade paint if you're trying to pass

I feel the need for speed, guess I was born to do it

It's a crash [?], pick a line and drive through it

My fuel's gettin' low, but I got to go

This is NASCAR baby, ain't no time for slow

If you wanna come get it, we could walk the ground

But I'm here for one thing, and that's the finish line

Runnin' side by side with smoke and Kurt Busch

[?] comin' fast, can't stop, I gotta push

Casey Mears and Mark Martin in the outside groove

Kasey Kahne goin' low, but they all too slow

Old [?] got the lead with twenty laps to go

See ya all at victory lane where they pop the champagne

Dodge and Toyota, even Chevy and Ford

I love 'em all, baby doll, when the pedal's to the floor

[?] rubber, turnin' my fast car

Racin' to the Sprint Cup 'cause I'm NASCAR

Call me Robby, Jeff, or Dale Earnhardt

Gentlemen, start your engines, it's NASCAR

Number one, I'll never be the last car

Finish line's all mine 'cause I'm NASCAR

Sorry, it's time to go party

Left y'all in the dust

Hey, Colt

You look pretty good out there, buddy

I'm comin', baby

I know you wanna win

I came to win

You got to slow down

You're all over the track

Don't crash that car

You'll be in trouble if you crash that car

Don't worry about it son, I got it

How far back are they?

I don't know, just slow down

I can't slow down baby, this is NASCAR

I'll see y'all at the finish line