heres one of my favorites
Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was a domestic V8 with no cops in sight.
I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this damn Camaro, even with its big blower.
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Camaro erupts in clouds of tire smoke.
Now Smasher, now Revver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons.
Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when that V8 gets traction.
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM's sing,
My mirror is blocked by my park bench sized wing.
I now hear the roar of the big monster gaining,
All I can do is keep this four-banger straining.
In a second, the shock wave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying, now a thing of the past.
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate.
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver back off just to give me a holler.
"You can't win them all," he says in a fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing."
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow, it will be a better night.
Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was a domestic V8 with no cops in sight.
I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this damn Camaro, even with its big blower.
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Camaro erupts in clouds of tire smoke.
Now Smasher, now Revver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons.
Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when that V8 gets traction.
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM's sing,
My mirror is blocked by my park bench sized wing.
I now hear the roar of the big monster gaining,
All I can do is keep this four-banger straining.
In a second, the shock wave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying, now a thing of the past.
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate.
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver back off just to give me a holler.
"You can't win them all," he says in a fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing."
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow, it will be a better night.
I like it, but this is my version of the one with the car.
Twas the night before Christmas and I was caught at a light.
And then up pulled a rumbling V8, no cops in sight.
I will try, I will try, with this 2 liter motor.
To beat this damn Charger, and it's earthquake like blower.
As the light goes to green, I pull like no joke,
That Charger's rearend erupts in a big cloud of smoke.
"Rev Smasher!, rev Twister!, rev Stroker!, rev Blitzin!."
I yelled out the names of my 4 VTEC Pistons.
Racing ahead, I'm the star of the action,
but I know I am in trouble when that Charger gets traction.
I grab second gear and hear the RPMs sing,
My rear-view mirror blocked by my shopping cart wing.
I now hear the rumble of that Big Block gaining,
All I can do is keep this four-banger straining.
In a second the shockwave hits with a blast,
My Japanese stickers go flying, a thing of the past.
I don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
I just try to act cool, like you can relate.
Looking up at the tail lights, as they get smaller,
The Charger backs off just to give me a holler.
"You can't win 'em all" the driver says as i sit there and gawk
"but you won't win any against this FEROCIOUS BIG BLOCK!!!
My neon lights a-glow, as the R/T pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow... I'll win the next fight.
Another night we meet, again on that same road,
My 1-inch exhaust, blows steam in the cold.
I revved hard, this time so sure I would win,
But that damn Dodge Charger, kicked my ass again.
The driver rolls down the window, at the end of the street,
And yells out, "When I mash the gas, this Blowers is SWEET !!!"
Twas the night before Christmas and I was caught at a light.
And then up pulled a rumbling V8, no cops in sight.
I will try, I will try, with this 2 liter motor.
To beat this damn Charger, and it's earthquake like blower.
As the light goes to green, I pull like no joke,
That Charger's rearend erupts in a big cloud of smoke.
"Rev Smasher!, rev Twister!, rev Stroker!, rev Blitzin!."
I yelled out the names of my 4 VTEC Pistons.
Racing ahead, I'm the star of the action,
but I know I am in trouble when that Charger gets traction.
I grab second gear and hear the RPMs sing,
My rear-view mirror blocked by my shopping cart wing.
I now hear the rumble of that Big Block gaining,
All I can do is keep this four-banger straining.
In a second the shockwave hits with a blast,
My Japanese stickers go flying, a thing of the past.
I don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
I just try to act cool, like you can relate.
Looking up at the tail lights, as they get smaller,
The Charger backs off just to give me a holler.
"You can't win 'em all" the driver says as i sit there and gawk
"but you won't win any against this FEROCIOUS BIG BLOCK!!!
My neon lights a-glow, as the R/T pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow... I'll win the next fight.
Another night we meet, again on that same road,
My 1-inch exhaust, blows steam in the cold.
I revved hard, this time so sure I would win,
But that damn Dodge Charger, kicked my ass again.
The driver rolls down the window, at the end of the street,
And yells out, "When I mash the gas, this Blowers is SWEET !!!"
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