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There was no telling what was to be
The day they sold hip number 703
Not too bad looking, little bit furry
Sheâll do for someone whoâs 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 sheâs 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
Itâs 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
Sheâll be last at the half last at the three eighth
Sheâs be last at the quarter, sheâs not gonna lose
No sheâs checking with Mike on which gears to use
Zenyatta Zenyatta the other jocks say
You think youâre alive sheâll just blow you away
Into the lane you can look you wonât find her
You feel the ground rumble and then youâre behind her
Sheâll hover back there like a big mother hen
Clocking the speed, measuring them
Sheâll 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 weâve ever seen
Zenyatta Zenyatta hail to the queen
The greatest racehorse that weâve ever seen
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