Every hour, every half hour, I plead,
"Tokyo Xtreme Racer," my heart's deep need.
Like clockwork, my voice will rise and fall,
A rhythmic call, a gift I long to haul.

At thirty past, I whisper once again,
The streets of Tokyo call me like a friend.
Each hour strikes, my wish renews its flame,
For racing thrills, I softly speak your name.

This constant asking, not to annoy,
But for a game that brings me endless joy.
And once I hold it, my asking will cease—
No more calls, just quiet, peaceful peace.

So every hour, every half hour, hear my cheer—
Tokyo Xtreme Racer, I want you near.

I am once again begging for Tokyo Xtreme Racer.

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