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He took off like a flyin’ ace,
Only tryin’ to win the race.
From start to end,
Nearing the bend.
Try to make it through

Keep runnin’ an’ runnin’
With wind in your face.
Keep runnin’ and runnin’
Till, you win the race.

Dashing past and headin’ fourth.
A child to a man with no force.
In no time at all he finished fifth place.
Keep runnin’ with wind in your face.

Keep runnin’ an’ runnin’
With wind in your face.
Keep runnin’ and runnin’
Till, you win the race.

Till… you finish… The race.