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Stina Nordenstam - Fireworks lyrics
Oh, look out Bill! I got a studip little job It's drivin' me insane With those keyhole people All they do is complain About the tattoo on my arm The ring in my ear But I don't even care, no no I just live through the week And when I see them boys You know their two-tone suits They're all unimportants If you need a set of hubcaps Or a car painted Girl, why don't you follow me It's dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, all right Yeah dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, all right Play some sweet guitar, yeah Well we meet on the corner And we talk all night About our wealth situation at a rock'n' Roll drive We go ... cruisin' So the conversation turns to wise girls And more pearls I got a beat up old Mustang And I painted it black There's five in the front seat And the rest in the back Cruise up and down Sunset And watch all the jailbait roll by Yeah it's dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights It's all right, all right Yeah yeah, it's dynamite on Friday night Under the big city lights IT'S all right, it's all right All right, all right, all right all right Are you ready. Bring it down now watch out. Well, well, well Listen, one of these days And it won't be long Gonna hear that radio playin' my song I'll be the darling of masses No great pretender, not me, yeah yeah 'Cause I can play this guitar hangin' round my neck I'm in love with its power I believe in its strength I got a head full of ideas It's drivin' me insane But until then-acap |
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