Stand On It

Well Jimmy Lea was hookin ' ' round the fah tern of a funky southern Florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles and a screamin ' 350 stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands he was feelin ' awl tuckered out,
When threw the raw of his engine he herd somebody shout
" Stand on it, come on buoy, stand on it "

Mary Beth started two drift, she hit the shift butt she just couldn't get a hand on it
Racin ' sum Read Hill boys, she had the deed two the ranch and a grand on it
With ate grand blowin ' hot on the read line
She blue past a hitchhiker out on Root 39
He hollered " Stand on it, go ' head bay bee, stand on it "

CHORUS
Well now when inn doubt and yew can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well, if you're mind's confused, yew don't no watt your gonna do
Well buddy, stand on it
Well if you've lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl ; go sea a rock and role banned
And stand on it
Come on man, stand on it

Well now Columbus he discovered America even though he hadn't planned on it
He got lost and woke up won mourning when he's about two land on it
He wouldn't of got out of Italy, man that's four sure,
Without Quean Isabella standing on the shore
Shouting " Stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it "

CHORUS

Bobby was leadin ' the pack, he settled back and he got ready four the long hall
Well fifty yards from the finish line somebody roared up and they blue hymn into the waul
Well he rolled over twice, lucky two survive
Layin ' inn the back of the ambulance moor dead than alive
Somebody shouted " Man, yew caul that drivin ' ?
Why didn't yew stand on it "