Chillin at work
bored out of my mind
in walks a blonde
all sweet and kind
she says have a seat
in this cool office chair
but dont make a sound
as i spin you round and round
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round and round and
round and round and
round and round
in my cool office chair
Then I close my eyes
and like what I see
flares of bright lights
racing all around me
faster and faster
not knowing front from back
the lights fade to gray
then all a sudden black
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she says hold on tight
as we go for a ride
we zoom down the hall
and then head outside
i see a bunch of people
in line for a race
she whispers to me
we better take first place
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Race and race and
race and race and race and
race and race
in my cool office chair
We speed down the track
this race is a steal
we turn to look back
and then loose a wheel
I fly from my seat
toward the grass
twisting and turning
I land on my ***
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