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Draggin' for Beers Lyrics

White smoke from rubber burnin',
The strip's all squealin' sound.
I stop power braking my Fairlane,
The posi lifts her off the ground.
When my front skins hit,
It's a little tough to steer her.
One hand on the short throw,
Watch that 'Cuda in my mirror.
The gals all know no one can beat her.
My Blown '66 haulin' Henry asphalt eater,
With 4:86 rear end this hodad has no fear,
Soon I'll be shotgunnin' when I'm draggin' for beer!

4 bang through my dog clutch.
My blower's jammin' air.
When I pass the quarter mile,
That Plymouth's only halfway there.
Put the pedal to the metal.
My headers blowin' flame
850 double pumper,
High domed pistons, high octane.
I was dead broke
But I had to have a brew,
Thought of the alternatives,
I knew what I had to do.
I borrowed from my sister,
Went to a bar and gave a wink,
When a short, fat balding Shriner
Began to buy me drinks
He asked me to go home with him, I slurred
"Later, I'm no queer."
He was quite suprised to find I was
In drag for beer!
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