Round and round and round the bend
I still have hours before this ends
Don't wanna think, just turn left
Don't wanna think cause there's nothing left
My life's a corner
And I'm a fink
But just remember
I'm the king of the inclined RINK
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR
Although I'm read, my neck is redder
I'll use the straight, I've gotta get it together
Locked in the cockpit I have my mission
I'm gumming rock to enhance my vision
I hit the straight, my mind is reeling
I thank the lord I ain't open wheeling
I've got it on my mind, I've got it in my pocket
All I need is a little spoon to make this car a rocket
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR
Talking to a pit boy, my mind starts to spin
I don't give a sheet boy just get me back in that ring
Time and space without a trace my mind it starts to stumble
I'm so hoped up on rock and ice, I just wanna rumble...
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR
I'm driving NASCAR