Daytona 69

Teddy told me that in Greek, nostalgia literally means "The pain from an old wound." It's a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone This device isn't a spaceship, it's a time machine It goes backwards, and forwards It takes us to a place where we ache to go again I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel (We'll go all, all, all night long) I want to drive you through the night, down the hills (We'll go all, all, all...) Here's a story of a bad ass car Not just any car, a Daytona charger Now let's go to the start And find out why it's so close to the heart Back in 1980 my Dad Scraped up every single penny he had To buy that coveted mean lean Beautifully divine green machine After that it was years of labor Restoring it back to its prime layers Spent our summers with man named Dean The beginnings of a father and son team I'll never forget hurting my knee After dropping my bike on the street After countless hours it was complete And we took it back to Neb City There's something inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the same I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel (We'll go all, all, all night long) I want to drive you through the night, down the hills (We'll go all, all, all...) Went to shows all over the country Kicking ass, taking names, collecting trophies Transparent trailer for transport Fit so tight you'd almost scratch the door Went to KC & Des Moines the most I'll never forget that treasure trove Of memories, ohh so vividly Not to mention theme park ecstasy Adventureland and Worlds of Fun Outside all day burnt from the sun Riding the Mamba for the first time Making faces in the "funny mirror" line Trips sadly stopped as time went on Bogged down with adult responsibilities Procuring abilities, I'd kill to relive those memories There's something inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the same I'm giving you a night call to tell you how I feel (We'll go all, all, all night long) I want to drive you through the night, down the hills (We'll go all, all, all...) September 25th of 11 The day's finally come, it feels like heaven My Dad let me drive the Daytona Can't imagine a more perfect coda We cruised on down to Highway 2 60 degrees, a gorgeous afternoon Windows down and hair in the breeze Before you knew it I handed back the keys I was so proud that I earned his trust I got to drive the winged muscle Life came full circle, for that I'm eternally grateful I have one last thing I want to say Dad I'll love you till my dying day You made me the man I am today It's thanks to you and Mom I'll be ok There's something inside you It's hard to explain They're talking about you boy But you're still the same There's something inside you, there's something inside you It's hard to explain, it's hard to explain They're talking about you boy, they're talking about you boy But you're still the same