Circle Burner #8 Lyrics

He gets that green flag coming out of turn number 4

A pro-stock Chevy with an 8 on the door

Adrenaline is pumping

And his pedal's to the floor

Rubbin' is racin' every Saturday night

Drivers try to push him from the left, to the right

Well they do what so what they can just to get ahead

Even if it means a fight

They all like tradin' paint

With Circle Burner Number 8

Them dirt-track ladies they can be pretty mean

They like all that horse-power fed on high octane

They like them bad tattoos

And wearing them skin-tight jeans

They all like tradin' paint

With Circle Burner Number 8

Let's trade a little paint

Before a race one night some ladies got in a fight

I moved in closer to check out the scene

Imagine my surprise when I saw their baby's eyes

My lord

They looked like mine

That's when I realized Daddy was county wide

There weren't many roads that he didn't find

They weren't as fast as the track

But he got around just as fine

They all like tradin' paint

With Circle Burner Number 8

There goes that number 8