I got a nineteen eighty Datsun with a two point eight
A fulie head and a tear in the floor
She’s waiting tonight in Frostburg
Just off the National Highway store
Me and my partner Billy welded her straight out of rust
And he autocrosses from time to time
We only run for the Lion’s booth got no diet now
We order up and then we woof them down
Tonight, tonight the strip’s just right
I wanna cone ‘em off in my first heat
Summer’s here and the time is right
For autocrossing on the strip
We take all the course walks we can meet
And we cover all the busy turns
When the strip shuts down we run out to Doc’s
Out past Twigg’s near the interstate
Some guys they just give up fixin’
And start rusting little by little, piece by piece
Some guys come home from work and wash up
And go autcrossin’ on the strip
Tonight, tonight the strip’s just right
I wanna thrill ‘em on Cabana Row
Calling out across the Four State, we’re going autocrossin’ on the strip
bravissimo