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First One in the Car
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INTERPRÉTATION
The Wallflowers
The Wallflowers
Guitare
Jakob Dylan
Jakob Dylan
Chant
Rami Jaffee
Rami Jaffee
Piano
Greg Richling
Greg Richling
Basse
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Guitare
Jack Irons
Jack Irons
Batterie
Sahir Hanif
Sahir Hanif
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jakob Dylan
Jakob Dylan
Paroles
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Production
Collin Dupuis
Collin Dupuis
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Wheeler
Matt Wheeler
Assistance d’ingénierie
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Kasych
Chris Kasych
Ingénierie
Eric Isip
Eric Isip
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Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
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Paroles

You're gonna break somebody's heart, that's true And someone's gonna break yours, too You'll laugh in the middle of gettin' it done And having it done to you Oh, I see the neck of the driver there behind the wheel You're lookin' at me in the side view mirror You're changin' your clothes, in the back seat you slip From a girl to a woman in less than a minute As we roll from the city under the stars And go on down the boulevard I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" Moonlight shinin' on a Lincoln's hood Full of smoke and your perfume You're thinkin' you might, and I was hoping you would Do just what your mother doesn't think you should Now past the building where your father works And the topless bars and the church I ain't superstitious, but it's making me nervous Now shouldn't we at least say something first? As we roll from the city under the stars And go on down the boulevard I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" As we come down from wishin' This city would start making use of our open arms I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" Onto the off ramp, my coat around you But may love be down there and ride with us, too I'd be happy to die with you here doing this The impression of my face down on your lips As we roll from the city under the stars And go on down the boulevard I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" As we come down from wishin' This city would stop making use of these open hearts I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" The last one out of ours, the last one out of ours And may God be the last one to get out of ours Ooh, ooh, oooh Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, oooh Ooh, ooh, oooh
Writer(s): Jack Irons, Stuart Mathis, Rami Jaffee, Gregory Richling, Jakob Dylan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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