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Pitter patter, crank, crank Heart a flutter, clank, clank Slowly rising, squeak, squeak Now we're up here at the peak. Nothing to it, cool, cool. Why'd they call me, "Fool, fool?" Now we're going, squeal, squeal. It's the sound of sliding steel. Some one help me, Hey, Hey. Now's the time to Pray, Pray. Oh, I'm sure to die, die. We're all flying-oh-so-high. Way up in the sky, sky. Give me wings so I can fly, fly. Head is going round and round. We are falling to the ground. Eyes are spinning Ears are popping. Oh, Thank God, I think we're stopping. It's done!!! Now I'll do a little boasting-- "Hey, I just went ROLLERCOASTING!!" --Grandpa Tucker |