They threw him a party when he turned sixteen
But all that he wanted was just one thing
To get to the driveway and behind the wheel
Fire it up and see how it feels
Fire it up and see how it feels

That ’57 Ford that his daddy rebuilt
Three hundred horses and four chrome wheels
He’d drive it on Friday nights the rubber would squeal
He’d fire it up and see how it feels

Now he’s driving his mama insane
’Cause just like his daddy he’s in the fast lane
He was born behind the wheel
Fire it up and see how it feels

Three years later he’s making the rounds
On those ol’ dirt tracks on the outskirts of towns
With his new bride watching from the infield, he’d fire it up and
see how it feels

Now he’s driving his woman insane
’Cause just like his daddy he’s in the fast lane
He was born behind the wheel
Fire it up and see how it feels From the likes of Junior Johnson to
that awesome
He followed every driver, that’s as good as he would be
He says strapping in behind the wheel makes him feel wild and free

Down at Daytona they threw him a bash
He took the checker by avoiding the crash
He held up the trophy it didn’t seem real
To fire it up and see how it feels

Now he’s driving the people insane
’Cause just like Richard Petty he’s in the fast lane
He is born behind the wheel
Fire it up and see how it feels

If you want to know how he feels
Just fire it up and see how… fire it up and see how… Fire it up and
see how it feels