Monday, December 31, 2007

the 1989 daytona five hundred

(to the song “walking on sunshine” by katrina and the waves)



ow!

mmm-yeah

who’s in the nine car? jo-dy rid-ley, ell-i-ott’s wrist hurt

da-vey and phil bark-doll both flipped when they hit back-stretch dirt

kyle petty’s in the biersch-wa-le olds, rick - wil-son’s mad at lake speed

schra-der dom-in-ated, but fate gave his team-mate the lead:

in nine-teen-eigh-ty-nine, whoa-oh

wal-trip’s se-ven-teenth time, whoa-oh

was ick-y shu-ffle time, whoa-oh

his fuel mile-age was good! - hey, al-right now

kul-wick-i al-most could! - hey, yeah

that roo-kie named rick mast’s a-ma-zing, his white che-vy flew

mor-gan shep-herd’s car took an air gun a-way from his crew

old room-mates mike wal-trip and the king - gave each oth-er flat tires - oh-no-no

rus-ty lost four laps, got two back, a bad bear-ing caught fire - oh yeah

in nine-teen-eigh-ty-nine, whoa-oh

wal-trip’s se-ven-teenth time, whoa-oh

was ick-y shu-ffle time, whoa–oa-oh

his fuel mile-age was good! - hey, al-right now

kul-wick-i al-most could! - yeah, oh yeah

his fuel mile-age was good—

(dialogue over instrumental:)

DW: “Oh, I won the Daytona 500, I WON THE DAYTONA 500!”
Mike Joy: “Darrell, how—”
DW: “WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! This—this is the Daytona 500, isn’t it?”
Mike Joy: “You bet it is!”
DW: “—Don’t tell me it isn’t! THANK GOD!”

ron-nie san-ders, char-lie ba-ker, mark mar-tin and bob hil-lin, too

all wrecked and spun, foy-t led some, his sus-pen-sion did not pull through

in eigh-ty-nine, ba-by, oh! - oh, yeah

in eigh-ty-nine, ba-by, oh!

in nine-teen-eigh-ty-nine, whoa-oh

wal-trip’s se-ven-teenth time, whoa-oh

was ick-y shu-ffle time, whoa-oa-oh

his fuel mile-age was good! - hey, al-right now

kul-wick-i al-most could! - close to, close to, close to the end, now

his fuel mile-age was good! - heey yeah, now

kul-wick-i al-most could!—

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Posted by Brock Beard :: 6:42 PM :: ---------------------------------------