He was a buff, tattooed man
He was avidly drumming, and she was conspicuously Hoosier
She held medals up, and he played fetch with Jane
In the midst of an IM maneuver

He had a well known reputation as a breast dude
They said he was speedy, they said he was stewed
They had one stroke in common
They were great in breast, she’d say
“Faster, faster, the airhorn’s blast I dread”

Surely make you go for gold
(Life in the swim lane) yeah

Are you going to take your mark?

Eager for action and hot for the meet
The rooting attraction, the kick of the feet
They knew all the right teammates, they did all the right drills
They listened to their coaches, they took energy pills

There were drops on the lane lines, drops on her face
She pushed it all to focus, she was caught up in the race
Out of every swim meet, till the time came right
He was too happy to ball out, she was too happy to cheer about it

Surely make you go for gold
(Life in the swim lane) yeah
(Life in the swim lane) everybody’s, flying high
(Life in the swim lane) woo-woo

Splashin’ and dashin’, quenching their thirst
They both could see the black lines, they took their flip turns with a burst
She said, “Listen buddy, you can hear the whistle squeal”
“We’ve gone up and down this pool, every day with zest and zeal”

He said “tell my girlfriend, I think I should propose”
“My girlfriend says she’s ready, and I have got just the rose”
They went streamin’ down in that pool, neck ‘n’ neck and touched first
They really cared, they were both dyin’ for gold, and it can

Surely make you go for gold
(Life in the swim lane) yeah
(Life in the swim lane) everybody’s, flying high
(Life in the swim lane) woo-woo