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Number 34
Little brother in the backyard revin' up the engine
Tuning up for Saturday night
He'll be a dirt track mogul
Racing round the oval
Passing everything in sight
But come Sunday morning we'll all pile in
And head down the road to church
Mamma in the back hangin on for dear life
Cursing brother on every curve
Number 34 painted on the doors
Flames on the fenders, STP stickers
A Hurst shifter four on the floor
The preacher shuts his eyes, starts preying hard
When brother cuts a donut in the church house yard
The congregation roars for number 34
When brother was a baby
We knew he'd be a racer
He loved the smell of gasoline
He could say Max Dumsney
Before Dad and Mummy
He could even say Valvoline
He took the family car to the demolition derby
When he was just fifteen
He said don't worry mamma I'll fix it up good
Now we've got a mean machine
With number 34 painted on the doors
Flames on the fenders, STP stickers
A Hurst shifter four on the floor
Even mamma now and then gets behind the wheel
And pops second gear and makes the rubber peel
A hot mamma for sure at number 34
The preacher shuts his eyes, Starts preying hard
When brother cuts a doughy in the church house yard
The congregation roars for number 34
A hot mamma for sure is number 34
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A hot mamma for sure is number 34
The congregation roars for number 34
When brother cuts a doughy in the church house yard
The preacher shuts his eyes, Starts preying hard
A hot mamma for sure at number 34
And pops second gear and makes the rubber peel
Even mamma now and then gets behind the wheel
A Hurst shifter four on the floor
Flames on the fenders, STP stickers
With number 34 painted on the doors
Now we've got a mean machine
He said don't worry mamma I'll fix it up good
When he was just fifteen
He took the family car to the demolition derby
He could even say Valvoline
Before Dad and Mummy
He could say Max Dumsney
He loved the smell of gasoline
We knew he'd be a racer
When brother was a baby
The congregation roars for number 34
When brother cuts a donut in the church house yard
The preacher shuts his eyes, starts preying hard
A Hurst shifter four on the floor
Flames on the fenders, STP stickers
Number 34 painted on the doors
Cursing brother on every curve
Mamma in the back hangin on for dear life
And head down the road to church
But come Sunday morning we'll all pile in
Passing everything in sight
Racing round the oval
He'll be a dirt track mogul
Tuning up for Saturday night
Little brother in the backyard revin' up the engine
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