Ghost Mice – Figure 8 (Ukulele)

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my dad built a racecar with his own hands

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he raced the figure 8 against many reckless men

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driving deadly, driving metal

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driving wicked, driving fast 

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always towards that intersection

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just praying they won't crash

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once when sitting on his lap I asked

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"how do you not collide?

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when you're flying so fast to that crossroads

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how do you decide?

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who's gonna slow down, who's gonna give in

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maybe enough to let the other guy win?

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who's gonna take their foot off the gas

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maybe enough to let the other guy pass?"

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he said "son here's some advice

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you gotta promise that you'll never take

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the trick to it is my boy

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is that you never never hit the brake"

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he said "son don't grow up to be a racecar driver"

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he said "son don't grow up to be anything like your father"

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he said "look at my car it's been ripped in half

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and I'm lucky to be alive

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and when you turn sixteen

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I will teach you how to drive"