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Hank Snow - Ninety Miles An Hour (Down A Dead End Street)
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Hank Snow
Hank Snow
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Hal Blair
Hal Blair
Композитор
Don Robertson
Don Robertson
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Chet Atkins
Chet Atkins
Продюсер
Steve Sholes
Steve Sholes
Продюсер

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I took you home from the party and we kissed in fun A few stolen kisses, and no harm was done Instead of stopping when we could, we went right on 'Til suddenly, we found that the brakes were gone You belong to someone else and I do too It's just crazy bein' here with you As a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seat Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead-end street I didn't want to want you, now I have no choice It's too late to listen to that warning voice All I hear is thunder as our two hearts beat Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead-end street You're not free to belong to me And you know that I could never be your own Your lips on mine are like sweet, sweet wine But we're heading for a wall of stone Warning signs are flashing by but we pay no heed Instead of slowing down the pace, we keep pickin' up the speed Disaster's getting closer every time we meet Doin' 90 miles an hour down a dead-end street You're not free to belong to me And you know that I could never be your own Your lips on mine are like sweet, sweet wine But we're heading for a wall of stone Warning signs are flashing by, but we pay no heed Instead of slowing down the pace, we keep pickin' up the speed Disaster's getting closer every time we meet Goin' 90 miles an hour down a dead-end street
Writer(s): Don Robertson, Hal Blair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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