GOODBYE TO YOU
[verse 1]
They got two in front and twenty in the back of a pickup truck
Camped out all week by the store waitin' for Nascar tickets
Decked out in racing hats & jackets behind every stop
Just to getta glimpse of Earnhardt, Gordon, or anyone
They come from every dirt road
Those crazed redneck racecar fans they cheer
[chorus]
It's the women in the front row swoonin'
It's the men beside them jellin'
They wish they had the same rugged looks
And shiny cars of the men careening the tracks
Goodbye to you
[verse 2]
There goes your blond little honey working her way backstage
She's hitching up her skirt and shaking her honky tonk
Catching the eyes of Newman, Busch, Edwards, and Montoya
And judging by the way their lookin', I'd say she's got them hooked
Tires burning the tracks
There's no way you are getting' her back today
[chorus 2x]
It's the women in the front row swoonin'
It's the men beside them jellin'
They wish they had the same rugged looks
And shiny cars of the men careening the tracks
Goodbye to you
It's the women in the front row swoonin'
It's the men beside them jellin'
They wish they had the same rugged looks
And shiny cars of the men careening the tracks
Goodbye to you
