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My heart is pounding My stomach's inside out I'm feeling kinda shaky My mind is full of doubt All I ever think about Is fearing fear itself Wish I could
You wake up in the mornin' and you're smokin' like a house on fire 'Cause you've been out all night and you're burnt down to the wire I really love you
I've been out walking for hours I've got something on my mind How did we get here? Where are we going? And why is life so hard? I read the stories, see
On the highway to your house I see the signpost, I check it out I can't slow down now to where you are I feel like I'm flyin', here in my car I just
When the night falls, the big moon's gonna rise You can look right up, see it in the sky Makes me feel like I'm going to blow a fuse I start to shiver
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When the night falls, the big moon's gonna rise. You can look right up, see it in the sky. Makes me feel like I'm going to blow a fuse. I start to shiver
I feel like going out for a drive Don't know if I'll make it back alive My head's so heavy, my soul is black Lookin' like something that the cat brought
My heart is pounding, my stomach's inside out I'm feeling kinda shaky, my mind is full of doubt. All I ever think about is fearing fear itself, Wish I
On the highway to your house, I see the signpost, I check it out. Can't slow down now to where you are. I feel like I'm flying here, in my car. I just
I've been out walking for hours. I've got something on my mind. How did we get here? Where are we going? And why is life so hard? I read the stories,
(Spoken) Oh baby, Send this out to the pretty little girl in the red dress If you see me walkin' Baby won't you look my way If you see me walkin' Baby
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I know some people like to take life easy, That's not my style. I'm not the type to let this life tease me, I'm gonna make it wild. I just wanna ride
[Gimme that phone!] I got to talk to you, baby, set the record straight. 'Cause this relationship is goin' from love to hate. You're always trying to
Tradução: Satriani, Joe. Volando en un sueño azul.
Tradução: Satriani, Joe. El místico Papa Cosas Jefe Surco.
