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the poof diary – racetrack lyrics

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[verse]
ridin’ in a car
feelin’ smart
i’ma chart
piece of art
like a cart
mark who drives
never lies
he spies on the tracks
shooting tacks
and orders at the borders
with tires
no liars
air fryers
chisel mike myers
“hey, it’s halloween”
fella, my spline is broke
look like diet coke
you smoke
poke

[chorus]
the tires
the fires
the engine is lying in a ditch
while i’m racing down on a racetrack
[verse]
screech, screech
“coming through!”
shove off you
cheese and glue
you and who?

[chorus]
the tires
the fires
the engine is lying in a ditch
while i’m racing down on a racetrack

[outro]
racing down on a racetrack
racing down on a racetrack
racing down on a racetrack
while i’m racing down on a racetrack
heh

- the poof diary lyrics

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