Race Car Grin

Race on in I know that I'm not a landmine Try your skin I know that I'm not a landmine Try again Movie stars come through the back door Try Again All I know is they got in store for you Try your skin Movie stars come through the back door Then again Pleasant parking all that much fun Set for sin Rest your eyes I know I'm sort of a booby prize but Go on in Keep on in the dark room Go on out Maybe you'll discover something But nothing new Why don't those folks have a mother now? Breathe on in Race Car Grin and all the wonder was divvied up again Go on in to the bathroom Come on, on in Race Car Grin I know that you won the first prize And now again