There we were, coming 'round the bend
One lap away from checkers in the wind
Turn one, turn two, two three
They never saw nothing like you and me
Down on the inside, leading the pack
Your hand on my knee, my foot on the gas
Making moves upfront, everybody was rooting for us
We could've been Earnhardt in that three car
Down in victory lane
Standin' on the hood with that Goodwrench
Wasting good champagne
We could've been burning out 'stead of burning out
Before that finish line
But we were Daytona 499
We had a hell of a lead, had it running good
The whole grandstand was thinking we would
Take the whole thing home
Yeah, girl, we were good as gone
Lookin' back now, we were moving too fast
Had plenty good tires, not enough gas
The part that hurts the most
Is, girl, we were so damn close
We could've been Earnhardt in that three car
Down in victory lane
Standin' on the hood with that Goodwrench
Wasting good champagne
We could've been burning out 'stead of burning out
Before that finish line
But we were Daytona 499
Yeah, we could've been Earnhardt in that three car
Just like '98
Standin' on the hood with that Goodwrench
Wasting good champagne
We could've been burning out 'stead of burning out
Before that finish line
But we were Daytona 499
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