Well I went to bed in Memphis And I woke up in Hollywood I got a quarter in my pocket And I'd call you if I could But I don't know why I gotta fly
I wanna rock and roll this party I still wanna have some fun I wanna leave you feeling breathless Show you how the west was won But I gotta fly I gotta fly
Like Steve McQueen All I need's a fast machine I'm gonna make it all right Like Steve McQueen Underneath your radar screen You'll never catch me tonite
I ain't takin' s h i t off no one Baby, that was yesterday I'm an all American rebel Making my big getaway Yeah you know it's time I gotta fly
Like Steve McQueen All I need's a fast machine I'm gonna make it all right Like Steve McQueen Underneath your radar screen You'll never catch me tonite We got rockstars in the Whitehouse All our popstars look like porn All my heroes hit the highway They don't hang out here no more You can try me on my cell phone You can page me all night long But you won't catch this freebird I'll already be long gone
Like Steve McQueen All we need's a fast machine And we're gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen All I need's a fast machine I'm gonna make it all right Like Steve McQueen Underneath your radar screen You'll never catch me tonite
C-C-C-Cinnamon lips and candy kisses, on my tongue. Fun! B-B-B-Buttery eyes, if only cries could come from those eyes. Oh! Have you landed yet and, if so, would you let me know? I'm tired of looking up into those starry eyes. Does it rain where you are? Does it snow? And, if so, remind me not to go there, the weather affects my knee.
I've never felt this way before.
C-C-C-Cinnamon Lips, go powder your cheeks and meet your new beau, oh... C-C-C-Counting sheep, if only sheep could put me to sleep, oh...
I've never felt this way before.
Some day (one day) you'll miss me. Mundane Sundays, when I'm gone. One day (some day) you'll miss me. One day when I'm gone (adieu and so long) One day when I'm gone!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Have you landed yet and, if so, would you let me know?
I've never felt this way before.
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I just saw a documentary on Micheal Jackson and while i dont think he is a paedophile, i think he is a compulsive lier. I mean, he swears the only plastic surgery he has had is his nose, come on... And the compulsive lier bit, i don't think he means bad
Shery Crow
Well I went to bed in Memphis
And I woke up in Hollywood
I got a quarter
in my pocket
And I'd call you if I could
But I don't know why
I gotta fly
I wanna rock and roll this party
I still wanna have some fun
I wanna leave you feeling breathless
Show you how the west was won
But I gotta fly
I gotta fly
Like Steve McQueen
All I need's a fast machine
I'm gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You'll never catch me tonite
I ain't takin' s h i t off no one
Baby, that was yesterday
I'm an all American rebel
Making my big getaway
Yeah you know it's time
I gotta fly
Like Steve McQueen
All I need's a fast machine
I'm gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You'll never catch me tonite
We got rockstars in the Whitehouse
All our popstars look like porn
All my heroes hit the highway
They don't hang out here no more
You can try me on my cell phone
You can page me all night long
But you won't catch this freebird
I'll already be long gone
Like Steve McQueen
All we need's a fast machine
And we're gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
All I need's a fast machine
I'm gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You'll never catch me tonite