Krzysztof Komeda Follow

No Bull
It's a Kick in the Asphalt
My wife said I've gone clear around the bend
She says on racin' Sunday I become a different man
In my black jeans, black cap and racin' T's
I guess it intimidates her seeing all those number 3's

So to make her understand
I tell her I'm a racin' fan

'Cuz it's a kick in the asphalt
Burnin' up the blacktop
When the green flag drops
My heart flies
So when she wonders why
I'm driven to get wild I say
I like my Sundays fast
'CuZ it's a kick in the asphalt

I think last Sunday I finally got her hooked
When I turned up the TV, she put down her book
She said how much she likes number two
Thought he looked pretty fast and to her,
he sure was cute

And though I question her good taste
At least she's watchin' every race

'Cuz it's a kick in the asphalt
Burnin' up the blacktop
When the green flag drops
Her heart flies
So when she wonders why
I'm driven to get wild I say
She like my Sundays fast
'CuZ it's a kick in the asphalt

'Cuz it's a kick in the asphalt
Burnin' up the blacktop
When the green flag drops
Our hearts fly
She no longer wonders why
I'm driven to get wild
Me and my racin' lass
We like our Sundays fast
And we're never gonna let one pass
'Cuz it's a kick in the asphalt
(Repeat)