She puts on mascara and her tight suit
Instead of high heels it’s plastic boots
Freezing air won’t stop her pursuit
As she draws on energy of her roots
Her blood starts to rush on the way up
Inside she’s on fire and bound to attack
It’s just not in her nature to give up
The fear of a crash will not hold back
She’s a human machine
But void of fear and rust
Fueled by red gasoline
Frozen hydro exhaust
Her eyes so sharp and brown
A hungry leopard on the prowl
Watch as the clock runs down
And tears you off the pedestal
Eighty mile an hour adrenalin rush
She craves it like a hard-core addict
It’s worth the pain of a high-speed crash
And heartbreak of a cold clock verdict
A few medals shy and just out of reach
Then she finally breaks down and cries
Possessed by something you can’t teach
Her blades cut again through thick ice
She’s a human machine
But void of fear and rust
Fueled by red gasoline
Frozen hydro exhaust
Her eyes so sharp and brown
A hungry leopard on the prowl
Watch as the clock runs down
And tears you off the pedestal
Her body is bruised but spirit unbreakable
She gets a ‘band-aid’ to finish final race
A knee so abused but failure unthinkable
Just unable to settle for a second place
She flies down the hill at lightning speed
Taming icy serpentine of a downhill slope
She must satisfy her uncontrollable need
Like a racehorse jockey going into galop
She’s a human machine
But void of fear and rust
Fueled by red gasoline
Frozen hydro exhaust
Her eyes so sharp and brown
A hungry leopard on the prowl
Watch as the clock runs down
And tears you off the pedestal