Race around the track To the woods and back Riding on your back First you lost your breath Then the crowds all left Worked yourself to death And I'll take you to the side of the road Grab my hair, my bridle and bones Annie, take off all of your clothes! I have grown so strong I could take you on Become the champion There will come a day Racing to your grave Where you will stumble, I will stumble, but I'll be saved I'll get away! And he'll take you to the side of the road And he'll break your nose Mama, take off all of your clothes! Now you're running like a deer being hunted By a boy holding guns in the air But you don't care! You're not scared! You're not there! I guess you took the easy way out Now I'm headed home And I'll take you to the side of the road And we'll both trade blows Mama, now its safe to come home Come home!