| Martina, No1 in Tennis (by
Love Machine)
Ladies and gentelmen,
today for you on the field. the 2 magic girls
It's gonna be a real hot
match, we gonna all to enjoy
She's young, cool and
magic
She walks out to the field
She's having another sip
of ascend
Till she is gonna make her
fit for the field
She's packing out and take
her racquet
With her walk she looks so
good
We go in front up on the
field
Making us ready for a big
deal
They're looking each other
in the eyes
They're gonna be ready,
right twice
Martina Hingis
She's young, cool and
magic
Martina Hingis, No1 in
Tennis
She's young, cool and
magic
She's running with the
ball
She's hit up tall
The match is on
They're running around in
the hall
She's hitting the ball
down in the head
Look around, turn back,
hit it again
They have a one less job
another round
All people just sitting
here, we're together to get this crazy game
Martina Hingis
She's young, cool and
magic
Martina Hingis, No1 in
Tennis
She's young, cool and
magic
Break, out, 15/30
A new game, set, match for
Hingis
It's going up to the last
time
It's going to make an
other part
It's just the one you
need, you need for the horn
You're No.1 in the world
Everybody knows that
you're good and cool
You gonna do the field,
it's what you do
The live game is thing for
you
You gonna be number one
around the world
Martina Hingis
She's young, cool and
magic
Martina Hingis, No.1 in
Tennis
She's young, cool and
magic
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MARTINA HINGIS (by
Nick Simpson)
Twenty two years a
thousand miles away
Trubbach girls getting
ready for her day on a centre court
Not much going to change
her winning ways
Well not today
Cause if she gets kinda
mad
She can blow them all away
Take good care of yourself
Martina
Never let your smile ever
fade away
She set her heart on being
number one girl
It didn't take so very
long
But there've been time
when she could have cried
And I cried for her
On that sultry day in
France
When it all went so wrong
Time goes by now you've
erased it Martina
Remember all the places
where you've been
From London town to the city of New York
A billion eyes they all followed your walk
All so amazed by your game that they never
Really saw they never said:
What a beautifil lady, what a good looking
woman
Such a beautifil lady, such a good looking
woman
You are not wonderkid
You are..
You're beautiful lady, and if you were my
lady
I would call you my Angel, my beautiful lady.
Trubbach girls riding bareback, she's riding
wild
She's getting close to the jump that'll take
her high, so high
It's good to see her out there she's having
fun
She's worked so long
But a good year never ends and I hope she
won't fall again
Take good care of yourself, Martina
Never let your good times go away
For you're your yet you've travelled so far
And there'll be times when it'll all seem so
hard
I'll call your name from a crowd
I'll remind you that who you are just what
you are
What a beautifil lady, what a good looking
woman
Such a beautifil lady, such a good looking
woman
You are not wonderkid
You are..
You're beautiful lady, and if you were my
lady
I would call you my Angel, my beautiful lady.
At the end of September will bring your day
Wish I could be there to see your wake
Because I'm so in love with you, girl
Beautilful lady....
( repeat to fade)
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