Indiana Lana was a out of Gary, Indiana. Never was a runner who beat the time of Indiana Lana. she was only one, She up and began to run. She ran around the tree, Until you even see a blur. Now, get her!
Soon the baby Lana was the dinner talk of Indiana, Our champion! Oh baby, how she cover ground,
Quicker a rabbit , with a habit Of every car in Indiana. Way to go, Lana! How that little ran around.
Once she movin, Couldnt stop. She raced her brothers truck To the bait and shop. The boys all it funny, it hurt their pride To see squirt smoke everybodys ride.
High school her Track and Field, And though always fly, never quite appealed, And Lana me why:
and Oldsmobiles Were really her speed. She needed at her heels To in her lead.
One day, at the end of May, She jogged up to Bay, Then it might be fun To run to Indianapolis Town.
Got to the there was a race, the speedway, the lead, hey, I jive, She won the Five.
Indiana Lana was a out of Gary, Indiana. Never was a who could beat the time of Indiana Lana. She yelled First or bust! Then those race cars eat her dust. She ran the track, and back Around the track, and around the track. You go, girl!
Who began again to be the dinner talk of Indiana? Our champion! Oh baby, how she cover ground,
Quicker than a rabbit, a habit Of every car in Indiana. Way to go, Lana! How that girl ran a- How little girl, How little girl, How that little ran around!