Robby Gordon's and Wyndi's theme song.

Parody of She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy
Rewrote by MAWI Music Group 2008



Driving this speedway in the hot summer sun
Over by the pits lordy here she comes
With a basket full of chicken and a big cold jug of sweet tea
I take out Kyle Busch and she cheers me on
Open up the throttle and stir a little dust
Just look at her face she ain't a foolin' me

She thinks my racecar's sexy
Her Bangs turn me on
She's always starin' at me
When I lap JPM
She likes the way I'm drafting with Earnhardt Jr
She's Thinks I Crazy when I fire people
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my racecar's sexy

Ridding around the Track until the checker flag is droped
Take it to the Garage put it up for the night
Climb up in the Fox's Hollywood Hotel sit and talk with the scanner on
She said she's got a dream and I asked what it is
She wants a little farm and a yard full of Robby Gorden Cutouts
And one more teeny weeny race before Robby wins the cup.

She thinks my racecar's sexy
Her Bangs turn me on
She's always starin' at me
When I lap JPM
She likes the way I'm drafting with Earnhardt Jr
She's Thinks I Crazy when I fire people
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my racecar's sexy


Well she ain't into Johnson or Mark Martin
But if it runs like a Robby Gorden man her eyes light up

She thinks my racecar's sexy
Her Bangs turn me on
She's always starin' at me
When I lap JPM
She likes the way I'm drafting with Earnhardt Jr
She's Thinks I Crazy when I fire people
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my racecar's sexy


She thinks my racecar's sexy
She thinks my racecar's sexy
She thinks my racecar's sexy
She thinks my racecar's sexy