Putting Out The Caution versuri

Versuri Jeff Favignano – Putting Out The Caution lyrics

(…in turn 4.)
(Well, I am on the racetrack in turn 4, Wendy, don’t y’all laugh at me, I promise both of my legs are the same length, but this is the thirty degrees of banking at Bristol Motor Speedway. Where I am used to be no man’s land; if you were up this high on the racetrack, you were in trouble. But now, with the new…)

Been forever since a caution
Green flags are so boring
Looking out for that debris

Way up here in the tower
Ol’ Hoots has the power
To bring it back again

Got my hand on the button, I’m pushin’
Yellow lights all around the track
Drivers yell, „What are you doing?”
Oh no…
(Golly man, let us freaking race)
I’m putting out the caution
Putting out the caution
Putting out the caution
Woah-oh-oh-oh

Every fan is in the premises
Hot dog wrapper up against the fence
It’s ok, just a few more laps
Junior’s out there in second
And they aren’t out there wrecking
We just won’t let them go

Got my hand on the button, I’m pushin’
Yellow lights all around the track
Drivers yell, „What are you doing?”
Oh no…
(Golly man, let us freaking race)
(They say there’s debris in the groove in turn 1, and there it is…)
I’m putting out the caution
Putting out the caution
Putting out the caution
Woah-oh-oh-oh

Put it out! Put it out!
Putting out the caution
Putting out the caution
Woah-oh-oh-oh

(I’m David Hoots, and I love logistics)