Car Race

That's me, I'm driving in my car

In the seat next to me sits a blue eyed brunette

I know that she's yours, but she likes my mustang more than your glittering corvette

That's you, you're looking rather sad

You know that when you're dreaming you'll be as close you'll ever get

You know that it's not your fault

She's the one who left you standing in the cold

Then the girl grabs the wheel and says you have to pull over

'I want a reace, may the fastest driver win. He wins my heart, him I will marry.'

So we get set and then step on the gas

Shifting into second gear, I can feel the tension's in the air

Who will win who will become her friend?

We both do not intend to share. That's you

You wanted me to know

Losing is not bad, it makes your self-awareness grow

Can't you see the girl belongs to me

Why can't you live with that and let us be