Texty: James Gang. Again.

After the last race is run
The betting's over, the gate is closed
And then you remember who I am
And then you call, and we do it all again, again

And now the book has reached the end
We're running out of time, still we pretend
And I've got no time left to spend
And then you call and we do it all again, again

Again, again, again, again