Hell, I Can Do That

I was flippin’ through the channels

A lazy Sunday afternoon

Caught the race in Talladega

Comin’ round lap twenty-two

When the fella in the blue car

Gave the red car a little tap

Then a rainbow of colors

Went flippin’ down the track

In what that announcer called a spectacular crash

（And I thought）

Well hell, I can do that

What’s the big deal?

Hit a wall in a ball of fire requires no skill

A hundred thousand fans

Screamin’ in the stands

He gets a bag full of cash

To drive in circles and crash

Hell, I can do that

While they were under caution

I switched it back to the football game

My team was losin’

Coach was hangin’ his head in shame

Then they gave thirty-two the football

And he hit the hole fast

Between him and the goal line

Wasn’t nothin’ but grass

Then he tripped on his own two feet

Fell flat on his back

（And I said）

Well, hell, I can do that

Man, what’s the big deal

If all they want is stumblin’, fumblin’ skills

A hundred thousand fans

Screamin’ in the stands

He gets a bag full of cash

To sit out the second half

Hell, I can do that

Well I must have dozed off

I woke up with my baby next to me

Remote in her hand, tears in her eyes from a movie

A romantic comedy, starring Matthew McConaughey

Oh hell baby, I can do that

I don’t see the big deal

Kiss a girl, save the world and the monster ain’t even real

He just takes off his shirt

Stuntman does the work

He gets a boat load of cash, for a quick shot of his ass

Hell, I can do that

Might need to wax my back

But hell, I can do that