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letra de at the races - marian call

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that clock that clock, she’s a cruel mistress, she’ll kick you out of bed
she’ll roll you out the door before you’re ready
she’ll get busy when you feel like gettin’ friendly
she’s fast and slow though she swears she’s steady
and that clock, she’s always right, whoa
the clock, she’s always right

that clock that clock, she’s a cruel pacecar, a rabbit on a string
the chase stokes your adrenaline
it’s a thrill to race her for a spin
but you can’t beat her, just beat yourself again
oh that clock will wind you up, boy
oh that clock will run you down

but i know that clock, and i think she likes you –
i swear i saw her wink
yeah, i think that clock, she’s got a thing for you
better go buy her a drink
she likes planes and trains and hittin’ the races
smidge of engine grease upon her face
she’s sweet if you can match her pace
oh, i bet you could be friends
yeah, i bet you could be friends

oh, you want her in your sidecar in any case
‘cuz that clock she always wins
yeah that clock she always wins

- marian call

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