Indiana Lana was a out of Gary, Indiana. Never was a runner who could the time of Indiana Lana. When she was one, She up and began to run. She ran around the tree, you couldnt even see a blur. Now, get her!
Soon the baby Lana was the table talk of Indiana, Our champion! Oh baby, how she cover ground,
Quicker than a rabbit , a habit Of passing car in Indiana. Way to go, Lana! How that little ran around.
Once she movin, Couldnt stop. She raced her brothers pickup To the bait and shop. The all found it funny, it hurt their pride To see that smoke everybodys ride.
school brought her Track and Field, And though always fly, never quite appealed, And told me why:
Pontiacs and 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 Where 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 Hummer who beat the time of Indiana Lana. She yelled place or bust! Then made those cars eat her dust. She ran around the track, and Around the track, and around the track. You go, girl!
Who began again to be the table 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 little girl ran a- How that girl, How that girl, How little girl ran around!