Tack it up, tack it up, buddy gonna shut you down
It happened on the strip where the road is wide
Two cool sharks standing side-by-side (Ya)
My fuel-injected stingray and a 413
We're revin' up our engines and it sounds real mean
Tack it up, tack it up, buddy gonna shut you down
Declining numbers at an even rate
At the count of one we both accelerate
My Stingray is light, the slicks are starting to spin
But the 413's really diggin' in
Gotta be cool now, power shift here we go
Super stock Dodge is winding out in low but
My fuel-injected Stingray's really starting to go
To get the traction I'm riding my clutch
My pressure plate's burnin' and it shimmies too much
(Saxophone/guitar solo)
Pedal's to the floor, here his dual quads rake
And now the 413's lead is starting to shrink
He saw with cram induction, but it's understood
I got a fuel-injected engine sittin' under my hood
Shut it off, shut it off, buddy now I shut you down
Repeat and fade