Song | Highway 1 |
Artist | Richard Elliot |
Album | On The Town |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Elliot | |
The Fireman - Highway | |
Running through the nighttime | |
And looking like a wreck | |
Got too many highlights and a love bite on her neck | |
Looking for some pay daddies who'll maybe come around | |
Everybody's wondering | |
What's that sound | |
Highway | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Always | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Standing in the doorway of a little black shop | |
Lifting up a pin light and ringing up a cop | |
Running down the street | |
Everybody sees | |
What she's got is what she needs | |
And what she loves is me | |
Highway | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Always | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Highway | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Always | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Highway | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Highway | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Always | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Oh looking in the flowers | |
Hang on me every hour | |
Take me high and let me think | |
Move me baby, move me away | |
Everybody wondering why you're looking such a wreck | |
Yeah | |
Highway | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Always | |
(Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
Everybody wondering why she didn't love me more | |
They damn know what it self | |
Somebody can move me | |
Oh I'm feeling naked | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again |
zuo ci : Elliot | |
The Fireman Highway | |
Running through the nighttime | |
And looking like a wreck | |
Got too many highlights and a love bite on her neck | |
Looking for some pay daddies who' ll maybe come around | |
Everybody' s wondering | |
What' s that sound | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Standing in the doorway of a little black shop | |
Lifting up a pin light and ringing up a cop | |
Running down the street | |
Everybody sees | |
What she' s got is what she needs | |
And what she loves is me | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Oh looking in the flowers | |
Hang on me every hour | |
Take me high and let me think | |
Move me baby, move me away | |
Everybody wondering why you' re looking such a wreck | |
Yeah | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Everybody wondering why she didn' t love me more | |
They damn know what it self | |
Somebody can move me | |
Oh I' m feeling naked | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again |
zuò cí : Elliot | |
The Fireman Highway | |
Running through the nighttime | |
And looking like a wreck | |
Got too many highlights and a love bite on her neck | |
Looking for some pay daddies who' ll maybe come around | |
Everybody' s wondering | |
What' s that sound | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Standing in the doorway of a little black shop | |
Lifting up a pin light and ringing up a cop | |
Running down the street | |
Everybody sees | |
What she' s got is what she needs | |
And what she loves is me | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Oh looking in the flowers | |
Hang on me every hour | |
Take me high and let me think | |
Move me baby, move me away | |
Everybody wondering why you' re looking such a wreck | |
Yeah | |
Highway | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Always | |
Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
Everybody wondering why she didn' t love me more | |
They damn know what it self | |
Somebody can move me | |
Oh I' m feeling naked | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again | |
Words are getting higher | |
Everybody fire | |
Lord the sun is rising again |