Liza G. Fly Zenyatta lyrics

There was no telling what was to be
The day they sold hip number 703
Not too bad looking, little bit furry
She'll do for someone who's not in a hurry

Destiny smiled on that Street Cry daughter
She grew up and became Zenyatta
Everybody watched when she spread her wings
And now she's the Queen of the sport of Kings

Zenyatta arrives, you feel the crowd swell
Zenyatta Zenyatta you hear the crowd yell
Zenyatta Zenyatta hear everyone say
We love you Zenyatta, and good luck today

The paddock is crowded and Zenyatta knows
It's all about her so she points her toes
She busts out her best moves and she gets down low
Yeah the big mama knows how to put on a show

Zenyatta is gonna be last from the gate
She'll be last at the half last at the three eighth
She's be last at the quarter, she's not gonna lose
No she's checking with Mike on which gears to use


Zenyatta Zenyatta the other jocks say
You think you're alive she'll just blow you away
Into the lane you can look you won't find her
You feel the ground rumble and then you're behind her

She'll hover back there like a big mother hen
Clocking the speed, measuring them
She'll pass half the field in one move and just
Smile, switch leads and mow down the rail

Zenyatta Zenyatta you hear the crowd roar
The grandstand is shaking like never before
She crosses the wire, she winks at her fans
One ear pointed forward and one toward the stands

Zenyatta Zenyatta you are the queen
The greatest racehorse that we've ever seen
Zenyatta Zenyatta hail to the queen
The greatest racehorse that we've ever seen