My girlfriend's told me, "he's no good"
"He'll hurt you one day"
I never really understood
'til the dragstrip took him away
Foxy was my boyfriend
So slick, so sharp, so cool
His hotrod was his {?}
'til they challenged him to a duel
He took his car out to the dragstrip
*racecar nyoom*
The foxes over there
*another racecar nyoom*
The other {?}
And made him take the dare
The cars took off with squealing rubber
In a fiery crowd of smoke
Foxy would’ve been the winner
'til his rear end axle broke
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
*car crash*
My Foxy’s gone away from me
I never said goodbye
But he’ll be safe and sound, you see
In that dragstrip in the sky
In the sky