The Race Lyrics
by Tim Brantley
G D A A (used in last chorus)
Verse:
Sinbad has a shop next door where the boys gather outside
Said he's from San Fransisco by way of Carolina
They hangout the street crowd waiting for a dream
To shake hands with the man that can get them anything
Pre Chorus:
Oh Castleberry Hill the neighborhood of thrills
CHORUS:
Captain hit the corner goin 90 miles an hour got stopped by his girl's old man
Slow down slow down slow down slow down boy where are you goin
Sir I heard you was a racer I was thinkin I could take you by the way you know were
more than friends
Slow down slow down slow down slow down boy Can't you see it's not a race a race
Verse:
Fireworks burn the Friday skies after we take on the men in blue
Sinbad leans in the hood of his car after a long day of work is through
We hangout the street crowd waiting for a dream
On lockdown behind those doors of C-13
Pre Chorus:
Oh Castleberry Hill the neighborhood of thrills
CHORUS:
Captain hit the corner goin 90 miles an hour got stopped by his girl's old man
Slow down slow down slow down slow down boy where are you goin
Sir I heard you was a racer I was thinkin I could take you by the way you know were
more than friends
Slow down slow down slow down slow down boy Can't you see it's not a race a race
So we hangout nothing to do now waiting for a dream
Well there's a lookout sending his people to gorgeous gold and green
Come on through to Castleberry Hill the neighborhood of thrills
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