Oh, Rapid Roy, that stock car boy   He, too much too believe   You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes   Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve      He got a tattoo on his arm that say, ?Baby"   He got another one that just say, "Hey"   But every Sunday afternoon   He is a dirt track demon in a '57 Chevrolet      Oh, Rapid Roy, that stock car boy   He's the best driver in the land   He say that he learned to race a stock car   By runnin' 'shine outta Alabam'      Oh, The Demolition Derby and The Figure Eight   Is easy money in the bank   Compared to runnin' from the man   In Oklahoma City with a 500 gallon tank      Oh, Rapid Roy, that stock car boy   He, too much too believe   You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes   Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve      He got a tattoo on his arm that say, "Baby"   He got another one that just say, "Hey"   And Sunday afternoon, he is a dirt track demon   In a '57 Chevrolet      Yeah, Roy so cool, that racin' fool   He don't know what fear's about   He do a 130 mile an hour smilin' at the camera   With a toothpick in his mouth      He got a girl back home, name of 'Dixie Dawn'   But he got honeys all along the way   And you oughta hear 'em screamin'   For that dirt track demon in a '57 Chevrolet      Oh, Rapid Roy, that stock car boy   He, too much too believe   You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes   Rolled up in his T-shirt sleeve      He got a tattoo on his arm that say, "Baby"   He got another one that just say, "Hey"   But every Sunday afternoon   He is a dirt track demon in a '57 Chevrolet