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50/50

Grand Prix

You ask me what I might say
If I stand to lose it all
And pay with one mistake
You ask me what I should do
I don't believe I should run away
And give my share to you

Fifty fifty down the middle
You can have an equal share
I was always on the fiddle
A little here - a little there

You saw my face on the screen
So you'd like to tell the law
Exactly where I've been
And when the man with the star
Starts shooting questions
I hope you'll tell him
How I got this far

Fifty fifty down the middle
You can have an equal share
I was always on the fiddle
A little here - a little there

Does it mean that much to you
Or will I be doing time
Will you tell me what to do
Maybe I'll just pay in kind