Lyrics

Well, now Jimmy Lee was hookin' 'round the far turn 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' all tuckered out When through the roar of his engine, he heard somebody shout "Stand on it, come on, boy, stand on it" Now Mary Beth started to drift, she hit the shift but she just couldn't get a hand on it She racin' Red Hill boys, she had the deed to the ranch and a grand on it With eight grand blowin' hot on the red line, she blew past a hitchhiker out on Route 39 He hollered, "Stand on it, go ahead baby, stand on it" Well, now when in doubt and you can't figure it out Just stand on it (stand on it) Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do Then buddy, stand on it (stand on it) Well, if you've lost control of the situation at hand (oh) Grab a girl, go see a rock-a-billy band And stand on it Come on, man, stand on it Stand on it y'all Well, now Columbus he discovered America even though he hadn't planned on it He got lost and woke up one morning when he's about to land on it He wouldn't have got out of Italy, man that's for sure Without Queen Isabella standing on the shore Shouting stand on it, go ahead man, stand on it Well, now, when in doubt and you can't figure it out Just stand on it (stand on it) Well, if your mind's confused, you don't know what you're gonna do Then buddy, stand on it (stand on it) Well, if you've lost control of the situation at hand (oh) Grab a girl, go see a rock-a-billy band And stand on it Come on, man, stand on it Woah, stand on it, come on y'all stand on it
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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