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Take her little fingers,And put them to your face,And don't forget she saidYou're looking good.And don't forget the next timeThat you get into a race,Beneath it allYou're only flesh and blood.So fill her up and pick her upAnd ride into the breeze,You're taking all the cornersThat were at the 35 degrees.It's so hard to face up toIt's not in no highway code,Another speedway hero's coming home.She's young and dressed in leatherAnd you met her at a dance,And you can't make outThat strange look in her eyes.But don't waste your time in talking,Or waiting for the day,Letras de cancionesBecause biker girls only want To see you die.So take them, wear their sorrowLike a badge to all the world.Have pity on this little teenageHeartbroken girl.It's so hard to face up toIt ain't in no highway code,Another speedway hero's coming home.SpeedwayKeep one eye on the speedoAnd one hand on the bottle,Keep one eye on the ladyAnd one hand on the throttleIt's so hard to face up to,But it's harder in the dirt,And even speedway heroes are getting hurt.Even speedway heroes are getting hurt,Even speedway heroes are getting hurt. From Letras Mania