Re Re Sol Was Ridin' along side the highway rollin' up the country side. Re Sol Thinkin' I'm the devil's heatwave what you burn in your crazy mind? _Re Do _Sol Saw a slight distraction standin' by the road; Do La She was smilin' there yellow in her hair; Re Do you wanna I was thinkin' would you care. La Sol Re Sweet Hitch a Hiker We could make music at the Greasy King. La Sol Sweet Hitch a Hiker Won't you ride on my fast machine? Cruisin' on thru the junction, I'm flyin' 'bout the speed of sound, Noticin' peculiar function, I ain't no roller coaster show me down. I turned away to see her, Woa! she caught my eye, But I was rollin' down, movin' too fast; Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can it last. Sweet Hitch a Hiker We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet Hitch a Hiker Won't you ride on my fast machine? Solo La Sol Re La Re Was busted up along the highway, I'm the saddest ridin' fool alive. Wond'ring if you're goin' in my way, won't you give a poor boy a ride? Here she comes a ridin', Lord, She's flyin' high. But she was rollin' down, movin' too fast; Do you wanna, She was thinkin' can I last. Sweet Hitch a Hiker We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet Hitch a Hiker Won't you ride on my fast machine? Sweet Hitch a Hiker We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet Hitch a Hiker Won't you ride on my fast machine? Sweet Hitch a Hiker We could make music at the Greasy King. Sweet Hitch a Hiker Won't you ride on my fast machine?
sábado, 29 de diciembre de 2012
Sweet Hitch-Hiker
domingo, 9 de diciembre de 2012
Story of the blues
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