Textinn fylgir hér:
Speeding around that endless ring
twenty odd cars go piping hot
The drivers are chasing but one thing
Each one giving his very best shot
Two hundred k an hour they fly
Tyres glued to the flaming track
It's a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye
If you get the lead, then you don't look back
Here he comes! Mika Mika Häkkinen!
This is the day of white and blue!
Donnerwetter Schumacher!
You have got us all wrong! We don't mean you
Who is the lawn mowing fella?
Could be mister Fisichella!
Or then he must be Damon Hill
Oh no! He's the one who's standing still
Mika goes to the pit to get more gas
He's got it now. We know he has
Out of the bend and down with the pedal!
He's gonna win the golden medal!
I have a plan so cunning you could put a tail on it and call it a weasel!
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Einnig hefur Hugi uppfært persónuverndarstefnu sína.