I got off my car, it was a Sunday night
I watched aroud to see Redbulls alright
I started to realize that they got rid of me
And now there's race on the TV
And that's about the time they read nice tweets from me
Nobody likes you when you're twenty-three
And you're too old to keep your flying car
Who the hell is that damn kid?
My tweets say he's underage
I want to race again
I want to race again
Then later on, while here at my home
I sent some tweets from my new phone
I said I was not old and their driver's too young
Who would be out of Redbull gang
And that's about that time I'd raced Formula E
Redbull sacks you when you're twenty-three
And you're too old to keep your flying car
Who the hell is that young kid?
My tweets say he's underage
I want to race again
I want to race again
And that's about the time they read nice tweets from me
Nobody likes you when you're twenty-three
And you're too old to keep your flying car
Who the hell is that damn kid?
My tweets say he's underage
I want to race again
That's about that time that no one answered me
Redbull should not take kids so seriously
With a few years ahead they'll lost the seat
Why would they not end up like me?
I never wanna race for them
But want to race again
I want to race again
I want to race again
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Grazie per essere arrivato/a fino in fondo. Se vuoi, fammi cosa ne pensi con un commento. :-) Puoi farlo anche in maniera anonima.
Se sei capitato/a qui per caso ti invito a visitare il mio blog, in particolare le etichette "Commenti ai GP" e "F1 vintage".
Se invece mi leggi abitualmente e sei arrivato/a qui di proposito, ti ringrazio per l'apprezzamento e spero continuerai a leggermi.
Buon proseguimento di giornata (o a seconda dell'orario, di serata, o buona notte). <3
Milly Sunshine