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White Lion
White Lion
Исполнитель
Marc Salata
Marc Salata
Музыкант
James Lomenzo
James Lomenzo
Бас-гитара
Greg D'Angelo
Greg D'Angelo
Барабаны
Vito Bratta
Vito Bratta
Гитара
Mike Tramp
Mike Tramp
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
George Kooymans
George Kooymans
Автор песен
Barry Hay
Barry Hay
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Michael Wagener
Michael Wagener
Продюсер

Слова

I've been driving all night, my hands are wet on the wheel There's a voice in my head that drives my heel And my baby calls, says she needs me here It's half past four and I'm shifting gear When she gets lonely and the longing gets too much She sends a cable coming in from above We don't need to talk at all We got a thing that's called, "Radar Love" We got a wave in the air, radar love Radio's playing some forgotten song Brenda Lee's coming on strong The road has got me hypnotized And I'm spinning into a new sunrise When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough She sends her comfort coming in from above We don't need a letter at all We got a thing that's called, "Radar Love" We got a line in the air, radar love No more speed, I'm almost there Gotta keep cool now, gotta take care Last car to pass, here I go And the line of cars goes down real slow And the radio played some forgotten song Oh, Brenda Lee's coming strong And the newsman sang his same song Oh, one more radar lover gone When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough She sends her comfort coming in from above We don't need a letter at all We got a thing that's called, "Radar Love" We got a line in the sky We got a thing that's called, "Radar Love" We got a thing that's called, "Radar Love"
Writer(s): Barry Hay, George Kooymans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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