Reo Speedwagon - Find my fortune
Tekst :
Backwoods killer from a river town
A mixed up kid that let his hair hang down
High school rebel, he s always been bad
And his poor old man s still wond ring bout the lad
But he s gone, gone away to find his fortune.
There s a long-haired lady lookin for a home
With her young son, he d left them both alone
And his black-haired lover s got a broken heart
Cause her lonely boy just won t play the part
Cause he s gone, gone away to find his fortune.
And it s been a long, long way
From that little town to L.A.
And I can t turn around
Ladies, I m gone, gone away to find my fortune.
A restless nature fed my crazy dreams
So I packed my bags in a big limousine
laughed at the people who were laughin at me
Laughed and said I m gonna be what I be
And I m gone, gone away to find my fortune.
Inne utwory
Go for broke Oh woman Anti-establishment man Lucky for you In your letter Look the other way Open up One lonely night How the story goes Son of a poor man Lost in a dream Our time is gonna come Accidents can happen Tonight Back in my heart Losowe utwory
What we find will lead us in time it s quite impossible indeed to get all the things you really want (it s true). This is the place where you can get all that you need, not heaven or hell and it s not inbetween. One thing that goes in...
Out the blue you came to me
And blew away life s misery
Out the blue life s energy
Out the blue you came to me
Everyday I thank the Lord and Lady
For the way that you came to me
Anyway it had to be two minds one destiny...
You made me fall in love again
I swore I d never let anyone in
But when I m close to you I feel so alive
You awaken a part of me I thought had died
I see your face inside the moon
And everything reminds me of you
The wind never stops whispering your name
Now...
[INTRO: Brandy]
I don t understand why I m crazy over you
I don t know what to do
I don t understand why I m crazy over you (ooh)
I don t know what to do
[VERSE I: Brandy]
If I had...
Yo no soy el hijo de Starsky
y Simón dice: si no lo hace
un zulú, pincha en su corazón,
quieren matar al rubio hockch.
Un soplón, delata la secta
Bola 8
son la ficha
que da un swing gordo
color huso y marrón
su mercuri de fuego
cruza el...