I don’t want to, I just can’t dance
To I want to, I’ll learn to dance
Just maybe with a star or get lucky enough to
Drive a fast car
In my dreams right !!!
I find myself
Lost somewhere between
I don’t want to and I want to
Only to find I’m no where at all
BETTER THAN THAT
“Do run Do run” was on the radio
It was 1975, My sister and I were in the car going nowhere
and it was so far. But she could drive, she turned up the radio and I said
“Hey Dizzy I can write a song better than that”. She said “do it”!
So I want you to know, it only took me thirty-four years to get it done.
I needed someone to help me, my co-writer (Mr. Ron Thamm) did.
But hey sis, I am a song writer registered with BMI. The songs Ron and I
Wrote are all about fast and forty-three cars that run real fast side by side
It’s a lot of fun being a Nascar Junkie listening to the cd “Nascar Junkie” by
The Crew Chief’s. In 2009 no longer 1975 it’s thirty-four years later, now
my dream has come true. You said do it, eventually I did! I think it’s better
than better than that.
IT WAS NUMBER 8
Number 8 was your number
Now eight years married
Ron and I wrote “Nascar Junkie”
Doors are going to open
It all went so fast
The middle of August till the Middle of December
Like when we fell in love
Back in 1998 ten years ago
I remember I still have the glow
I know when we are 88-98 we’ll be in the shade.
Hearing the music we made
Because number 8 was your number
WATCHING THE CHASE
I say they gotta be swappin paint
Their racing so close, there going so fast
Oh my! There’s a crash!
Yeah, my guy got away
He wasn’t part of that one
Not today Not yet anyway
Its racing I swear now
Jeff and Robbie Gordon are swappin paint and there’s
Micheal Waltrip getting him some, some, some
Of that getting it going fast another lap
Around the track the fans all talkin a lot of smack
Everyone still intact, No lead change, No cautions out
Listen that’s not all racin about
With a little bump draft from the back
For a second your drivers the king of the track
He’s swappin paint with the best
You feel your heartbeat in your chest
Like a drummers base
When you realize you just watching the chase
BACK OF THE TRUCK
In the back of an old bread truck, in 1972
I snuck into a race at Talledaga with you
I got hooked, like a junkie
I can’t get enough of Nascar racing or Nascar stuff
T-shirts, caps, cozies, ticket stubs
I’m not sneeking in
In the back of an old bread truck anymore
It’s 2009 there’s 72 X 2 Talledaga ticket stubs
In my mommas you wanna see
I can show you
WHERE IT BEGAN
On an island in the Gulf of Mexico I found my world
On the corner of 30th and Seawall
I was only twenty-four
I heard the song and knew there was so much more
Now years later almost twenty-four
Nearly half of my life
I realized I’ve been blessed with the beach
Were dreams are within reach
A little over nine years ago
I became a wife
Now I’m no longer alone
I’m sharing my life with Dennis, my husband, my best friend
January 2010 makes twenty-four years ago
It all began for me
Right here on the beach
Treason
Disloyalty to country “act of betrayal”
Pirate Arrrr is guilty of treason
She tried to take the ship
From the captain
She lied, but couldn’t arrange a mutiny
She was to busy with herself and her finger nails
Not worried about the others and the water she left them to bail
Then the admiral took on to the wheel and we set sail
Leaving pirate Arrrr on the shore
The reason, TREASON!
ALONE AGAIN BULLSHIT!
You left again, no hug, no kiss
I didn’t order you a pizza! You’re a grown man!
I had no desire to eat at ten thirty o’ clock
You got drunk, and were’nt very nice to me
I hope you had a really bad hangover
ALL DAY!
I do love you
But my feelings are hurt
Again
I feel so unimportant sometimes
And I don’t feel like I’m good enough for what
I’m not sure
You accused me of wanting to go
Next door cuz there was someone I wanted to see over there
HEY!
I’m a married woman and my husband is who I most want to be with
He is my best friend
You forget that sometimes, I guess!
I’ve never tried to make you feel, there’s anything next door
I need or want more than you
We need each other and my Job, But that’s about it!
NINE BLOCKS
We will still be able to raise our drink and make an toast
Ike came real, real close
The Poop Deck is only nine blocks
From where the Balinesse use to be
That monster Ike, Devored that ball room
Gamblien joint—Built in 1923
All that’s left is memories, History and a ZZ top song
Now nine blocks from where the Balinessse use to be
Where the elite meet in bare feet for the last thirty-six years
On the Gulf of Mexico at the Poop Deck since September 1972
It survived hurricane Ike!
Trying to get back open is harder than learning to ride a bike
But we will get there rest assured
NUTS
I’m not sure how to get thru
What I did for you
I did not make the call
I was there even so, after all
I don’t know how to help or make the crazy sane
If it was simple, clean and plain
Long ago someone would of figured out the fix
Or found a bag of magic tricks
To put all the pieces in place and keep them all safe
Away from harm with a built in secret alarm
GAME
To warm them when the ground is shaky and unsure
And raise the hair on their neck with fear
When paying attention is the only direction
In order to play, play the game
And still stay sane
Without the authorities trying to get into your brain
Remembering today, tomorrow and yesterday
Are basically the same
LAW OBEYING
Still fun, fun, fun!
Playing the music, keeping the party alive
We are a crew, not just one
So share the glory and remember
There’s no business like show business
Put your lipstick on, accessories, give it your stamp
Signature or whatever
Classy not trashy, makes more money
So look your best and smile
You’ll meet some friends along the way
Maybe talk down a fight or two
&
nbsp; Never forgetting
To do what it takes to impress your captive audience
Day after day, night after night
Pay day, it will all be alright
IS IT DRUGS
For eight months you were part of my life everyday
We laughed and smiled
We enjoyed each other’s company
I was the best boss, the greatest friend
Then with no warning, it all came to an end
Now two weeks later the rumors are flying
You say everyone’s sick and tired of the music I wrote
Duh! You played it every morning!
The one you played got picked for an album
That will be released in October
What made you turn on me
I can’t think of anything I’ve done
Now you’re telling lies, trying to ruin my life
Just for fun
I don’t understand
Your family is afraid it’s drugs
That seems possible or logical
UNDER THE RUG
Ya can’t sweep this one under the rug with a broom
This week I’m gonna have to borrow from Peter to pay Paul
But that’s OK
As long as they’re in the same room
Ya can’t sweep this one under the rug with a broom
This week I’m gonna eat red beans and rice
And wish meat sandwiches for lunch
But that’s ok
As long as there’s meat on the supper table at night
You and I holden each other tight
With the broom up against the wall
And the rug laying flat on the floor
There’s really not anything
Better than that!
And ya can’t sweep that
No you just can’t sweep that under the rug
THE INTIMIDATOR
The Intimidator
Was the best, if not one of the best
That raced
Passin’ in the grass
By no means an easy thing to do
Dale did it cool
At Lowes Motor Speedway and other tracks too
Passin’ in the grass
Keepin’ his foot on the gas
The Intimidator was the best, if not one of the best
That ever raced
I watched him go from 17th to 1st in three laps
At Talledega, Dale did it cool
He had a blast going fast
The Intimidar Dale Earnhardt was the best
If not one of the best that raced
Let’s not forget Davey Allison, Allen Kawicky
And the rest of the men
That belonged mentioning in this song
For the love of racin’
They’re all gone!
BUMPER CHASIN’
It seems like you hear the thunder echo
In Bristol Tennessee
At that race track nicknamed Thunder Valley
Ya’ can feel that sound
Flow through your veins
Along with that, we have the smell
That’s part of it all
Lap after lap
As they go around and around
I know it’s insane
But let me explain
I’m racin’, I’m ready!
To watch the race and see
Who gets the checkered and ends up 1st place
It’s fun, it’s loud!
Absolutely proud!
It’s racin’
Bumper chasin’
It’s all about speed
And takin’ the lead
And only to be the bumper there chasin’
It’s fun, it’s loud
It’s absolutely proud!
I’m at Bristol Tennessee, the place they call Thunder Valley
I’m ready, ready to watch the race
And feel and hear the thunder roar
Lap after lap
And see who gets the checkered
And ends up 1st place
Oh, that race track called Thunder Valley, in Bristol Tennessee
CHANGE
Unless you choose to change, rearrange your priorities
And accept your responsibilities
So you can carry on rise at dawn
And see the sun
Allowing you one more day of fun
Just looking at the water, listening
To the music, it’s simple, you just gotta choose it
INSANE
We all crawl before we walk
So leave the crazy talk
To the mentally insane
Because Freedom will be yours again
BED TIME
Never go to bed mad
You get the worst sleep you ever had
And chances are you’ll get up the next day
Real sad
HUM!
I know you know
Anyway
I’m crazy
FIRST TIME
The first time you touched me
I shivered inside silently
The first time I saw you walking toward me
I savored the sight for all my eternity
Leaving the Himilaya’s
Coming toward a hurricane
I agree it was a little loud
There was no crowd
It was the end of the night
The first time
I saw love’s light
DIFFERENT LOVE
In life we find
We say goodbye to the ones we love
Then we meet someone new
And we say hello
Finding a new love
A special true love
I wanted so bad to love you
I needed you to love me
I found love with you
US
Let’s laugh together
Not laugh at each other
We are simple folk
We love a good joke
There’s a little country in us all
Then we accomplish our own call
BELIEVE
I believe in God
I know love is real
As real as the breakfast meal
Real love, Love real
You know in your heart too
How do you know that
I know it in my heart
Good answer
I do understand how home feels
It feels like where you want to be
Did that offended you
No, I must admit
I wanted you to
Oh Yeah! I wanted you to want me
SO HELP ME SEE
I want you
Why are you so angry
What has gotten you so mad
I need you
So help me see
Inside your head
Inside your heart
Before ours gets torn apart
I love you
your sarcasm
Cuts like a knife
I must remember
I am your wife
We have all three
We want us
We need us
We love each other
Aren’t we lucky
RUN
How could I have known
By the seeds I’ve already sewn
I should have been smarter
Used a little better judgment
To take care of myself
I’m old enough to know
Before I go
So I guess my kicking myself is senseless
Now that I’ve gone and done
Something I thought was going to be fun
That once again turned out
Making me run
ANOTHER TRAGIC DAY
Another tragic day
Coming in, running just a little late
Angry again at someone other than your mate
Where’s the comedy
We are all hap
py, healthy and free
It started when
You came in black and white
Where’s the color
Wear some make-up
I wanted to shout
Your moods and Attitudes
Carry it out
Stomping your feet and
Slamming the doors
In a place where friends
Meet in bare feet
Hateful and Rude
We all are at times
But oh my, why so cruel!?
It’s all built up over time
The plusses and the minuses
On a real thin line
So hard for me to decide
It was easier to just let it ride
You know as well as I
It was time to say goodbye
Another tragic day
Coming in, running just a little late
Angry again at someone other than your mate
BITE MY TONGUE
I wished I’d kept biting my tongue
I wish I could take back all those things I said
Stop them from echoing in my head
I must have been brain dead
For a moment or two
When I said those horrible things to you
Now I want to run
Now that it’s
Said and done
I feel so terribly bad
Because I hurt the best friend I’ve ever had
And made him feel so very sad
Without a reason
That adds up to anything
A SOLID HUG
I love your solid hugs
They make me feel so loved
So safe
So secure
That’s all the same
When you pull me close and hold me tight
Right up against you
I feel your breath
Your strength, your sincerity
And those aren’t the same
Still they are
Are welcome, wanted and needed
In everyone’s life
Especially mine
So I want to say thank you
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