Circuit Girl

Laugh out loud, laugh a lot, laugh for me
Gas me up, pump my tires, you've got the key
Smile a lot, smile for me, smiling face
Flashing my lighs, stripping my gears
Roar of the crowd

Out there on the track
(Out there on the track)
Got your engines revved there's no turning back
(There's no turning back)
And who'll put out your fire when you're through
That'll be me, racing to you

Smell the perfume of the tires,
See the asphalt gleam in the sun
Hear the racers curse each other,
As they wait for the sound of a gun

Strap your seatbelt, do your thing
And when the race is done
Oh, come and race your motor with me
Oh please, oh please

Out there on the track
(Out there on the track)
On the starting line there's no turning back
(There's no turning back)
And who'll straddle your gears when you're through
That'll be me, racing to you

Don't hit your accelerator when you go to step on the brake
Don't mess up your pretty vehicle, and try to stay awake
Careful not to let your engine stall, for heaven's sake
Oh, come and spin your tires with me

Smell the perfume of the tires,
See the asphalt gleam in the sun
Hear the racers curse each other,
As they wait for the sound of a gun

Strap your seatbelt, do your thing
And when the race is done
Oh, come and rev your engine with me

Oh please, oh please