I took my Cobra down to the track
Hitched to the back of my Cadillac
Everyone was there just a waiting for me
There were plenty of Stingrays and XKEs
(chorus, interspersed with "Shut 'em down"s)
Spring little Cobra get ready to strike
Spring little Cobra now with all of your might
Spring little Cobra get ready to strike
Spring little Cobra now with all of your might
Hey little Cobra don't you know you're gonna shut 'em down
When the flag went down you could hear rubber burn
The Stingray had me going into the turn
I hung a big shift and I got into high
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And when I flew by the Stingray I waved bye-bye
(chorus again)