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THE WHEEL       
©1991 Sally Fingerett, Green Fingers Music, BMI

I knew a guy had a pretty good grip
Corporate here, VP of hip
He looked fast even when he’d sit
He’d never sit still for long
Had a problem with control
Played his life like a game of racquetball
He liked abusing a white brick wall
Inflexible - strong
Driving home he plays a game just like a kid
Just for fun he’s gonna floor the gas
And loosen up his grip  

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He takes his hands off of the wheel
Just to see how fate might feel
Has no fear, this mighty man of steel
He’s just letting go

He’s home early at half past six
Strong martini strong wife, good kids
He’s so blessed it makes him sick
He’s not a worthy man
After supper he’s in his car
He’s underground in a dirty bar
Cash is easy, there you are
Now he’s a worthy man
From the sidelines he’s a witness
To the graveyard shift
They tell him it’s time to unwind
And then he opens up his fist.

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Rumors are whispered, truth is a vapor
We will all discover the pain of letting go

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