I was born at the end of an old dirt road
Before I could walk I was ready to roll
When I turned 16 my brother threw me the keys
He said "hey little sister, better watch your speed"

Now I'm smoking the boys, smoking the boys
Taking a drag and I'm making some noise
I'm smoking the boys, smoking the boys
Ooh, I'm smoking the boys, come on

Well nothing feels better than a Friday night
A straight stick shift and my hair bleached white
Your moon pie momma never liked me much
While she's holding your hand y'all can eat my dust

Now I'm smoking the boys, smoking the boys
Taking a drag and I'm making some noise
I'm smoking the boys, smoking the boys
Huh, I'm smoking the boys, come on

All right now

Five, get the motor running baby
Four, don't let the tranny pop now
Three, you gotta feel it in your fingers
Two, come on get ready to rock
Come on and one go, go, go!
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