My days are getting better Since I read Your letter, everyday Now, things are so much clearer Since I let you You nearer, everyday I just can't wait
shoes That I just want to run to you I know that you wanted to I want to stick like static Like static, like static Like static, like static
Tradução: Blanqueador. Estática.
Just suppose this old car sputtered down the road Just suppose this old car--It refused to go Wouldn't you hope that someone would care enough to stop
I wish that I was Floyd Cramer I'd pound out a country song A cowboy, his keyboard A Country Western Star That's not where I belong No that's not where
120 dB to blast your brain Crusin' down the strip in my Chevrolet Ten below but I got the window down Cause I want the world to hear me rockin' out
Better get out it's a Hurricane Oh a spinning sonic wind is gonna blow you away Either get knocked out or get outta the way Oh you better get out it'
He lives out there somewhere Beyond the land of the lost I hate me when I find That I laugh the most With no cares out in his chair Just watching it
My fee areplanted I can't fly I'd like to moonwalk through the sky I'd like to tiptoe past this atmosphere And so I gaze past satellites Past suns and
October wind, chills his skin He walks home alone A tiny house, a loving wife hands worked to the bone But he don't mind his humble life In this rundown
looking to your arms It's just like electric shoes That I just want to run to you I know that you want to, I want to stick Like Static Grace Gold is
I want you to know how I feel About you about you about you I want you to know I want you to know how you feel About me about me about me I want you
My days are getting better Since I read your letter Every day Things are so much clearer Since I let you You nearer Every Day I just can't wait to breathe
Life is short, it seems Quick it comes how quick it leaves We search for life in passing things I see bits of you in me I've got something you should
Hold on, hold on it's a heavy scene Warp Factor Five with me Come along won't you come with me Warp Factor Five you see This world is buggin' outta
