Indiana was a runner out of Gary, Indiana. Never was a who could beat the time of Indiana Lana. she was only one, She jumped up and to run. She ran around the tree, Until you even see a blur. Now, get her!
the baby Lana was the dinner table 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 around.
she started movin, Couldnt stop. She raced her brothers pickup To the bait and shop. The boys all it funny, Till it their pride To see squirt smoke everybodys ride.
school brought her Track and Field, And though always fly, Something never appealed, And told me why:
Pontiacs and Were more her speed. She needed horsepower at her To in her lead.
One day, at the end of May, She jogged up to Bay, thought it might be fun To run down to Town.
Got to the Where was a race, the speedway, the lead, hey, I jive, She won the Five.
Lana was a runner out of Gary, Indiana. Never was a Hummer who could the time of Indiana Lana. She yelled place or bust! made those race cars eat her dust. She ran around the track, and Around the track, and back the track. You go, girl!
Who began again to be the table 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 that girl, How that girl, How little girl ran around!