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Jude Cole
Jude Cole
Vocals
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Jude Cole
Jude Cole
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Jude Cole
Jude Cole
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James Newton Howard
James Newton Howard
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Yeah, yeah, uh-huh Well I'm tired of the pressure So tired of the pace Just wanna grab you baby And get out of this place I got no chance of making it Working downtown Just walking slow and talking low And tired of going down, down, down Start the car, we gotta move This ain't no living, this ain't no groove It's been a long hard road Come on baby (ooh baby) Let's drive it home Start the car We started out for paradise But this ain't no promised land This ain't no kind of living for an honest working man Well there's people dying on the streets Sure don't make the news, ooh yeah While others living up on the hill Singing the white boy blues Whoa, start the car, we gotta move This ain't no living (no living) This ain't no groove The city's rich, or dirt poor But somewhere waiting (ooh yeah) There's something more Start the car [ Solo ] Well we're going out with dignity We're going out with style Gonna lay down that hammer baby Make our own road across the miles 'Cause I can't take this town one more day Whoa, start the car, we gotta move This ain't no living (no living) This ain't no groove The city's rich, or dirt poor But somewhere waiting (somewhere waiting) There's gotta be something more Start the car, yeah It's been a long hard road Well come on baby, let's drive it home Start the car Ooh, start the car Ooh, start the car Ooh, start the car Mabeline, why can't you be true Start the car
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