Verse by Anthony Foliot
you’re full blast with a four
and you wish that you had more
‘cause a guy with a six just passed by
going ten miles per hour
because he’s got horse power
flipping back his hair, he sure can fly
(he had no comb)
then coming down the straight
is a guy who’s got an eight
looking at his watch he checks the time
his smile turns upside down
when he turns and looks around
another guy, with a nine point nine
(it was a four stroke)
well here we go again
with a guy who’s got a ten
it looks like he’s got some self-esteem
he thinks he won’t be beat
hopes his victory will be sweet
should have factored in mister fifteen
(he really wasn’t thinking)
fifteen he’s got plenty
until he sees the twenty
his Cheshire grin starts to take a dive
then twenty’s in a stew
and he sure is feeling blue
there goes a guy pushing twenty-five
(and that’s a lot of horses)
here’s old Jim with a thirty
it’s kind of worn and dirty
he’s hoping that he will win the race
but Johnny’s got a forty
it’s new and kind of sporty
he wants to win judging by his face
(he sure is smiling)
fifty, sixty, seventy
you see those guys a plenty
out of gas, and going to buy some more
putt putt putt putt
and there you are
full blast with a four.
(safe boating friends…)
