(Sung to the tune of Don’t Stop Believin’ by Journey:)

Just an F3 routine, 
Headed out from the Birkdale green, 
We moseyed off at 0515 without a care.
Eight pax, despite the heat, 
Step-by-step upon the concrete, 
Berean men movin’ with intent & on a tear.

Exercises called at each streetlight, 
Calling cadence with delight, 
O’er 2 miles they would share that right, 
Runnin’ on and on and on and on.

Cranlyn, Bridgeton
And Pennington to start us off.
Watchin’ for autos in the gloom.
Streetlights, people
Workin’ out, stayin’ in motion.
Sweatin’ as we’re runnin’ in the gloom.

See the sweat, feel the burn, 
Pax are pushin’ hard with every turn, 
Workin’ out, not thinkin’ twice, 
Gotta pay the price.

Some are fast, some are slow,
But not a one spilled #merlot.
Know the effort never ends,
It goes on and on and on and on.

Robbins Preserve,
And on to the roundabout,
Seein’ lotsa critters in the gloom.
Streetlights, people
Workin’ out, stayin’ in motion
Sweatin’ as we’re runnin’ in the gloom.

Chorus: 
Don’t stop achievin’, 
Hold on to that feelin’, 
Streetlight Boogie, oh-oh-oh.

Mericans, squats and LBCs, 
Streetlights hidden between the trees, 
To the end of Robbins Ridge Road, 
Tight on time and never slowed.

Returned the way we came, 
Each exercise called by name, 
Every other light to be back on time, 
(Going over would be a crime.)

Chorus: 
Don’t stop achievin’, 
Hold on to that feelin’, 
Streetlight Boogie, oh-oh-oh.

In the end, we’re stronger men, 
To the park and back again, 
Say a prayer, take a knee. 
The time has come for coffee!

Chorus: 
Don’t stop achievin’, 
Hold on to that feelin’, 
Streetlight Boogie, oh-oh-oh.