Dreamin Out Loud
Adkins Trace lyrics
Adkins Trace lyrics
"Chrome Lyrics"
Everyones Got the Blues on Sunday Lyrics
She told me her name was Cymbeline I met her at the corner of Church and Queen She was selling lies and other painted things I hardly even
She told me her name was Cymbeline I met her at the corner of Church and Queen She was selling lies and other painted things I hardly even
Chrome, She can see herself In the shiny grill and the
Wire wheels of a red Chevelle with four on the floor and the top down
Chrome, zippin' by on an Electra Glide
With dual tail pipes doin' 105 in the broad daylight
On a two-lane headin' outta town
Forget Pink and purple paisleys
little mellow-yellow daisies
Ain't no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is ..Chrome
Chrome, get her leg up high
on the bumper of my big black Mack truck
With a smoke stack pointed towards the sky
And mud flaps, you know the kind
Chrome,I said hey little girl you sure look nice
Do you wanna ride, I won't bite, she climbs inside
Says hell no, I want to drive
Forget Pink and purple paisleys
little mellow-yellow daisies
Ain't no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is ..Chrome
It's chrome alright
Oh Lonesome Me Lyrics
Everybody's going out and having fun I'm just a fool for staying home having none I can't get over how he set me free oh loneso
Shiny,nice polished Everybody's going out and having fun I'm just a fool for staying home having none I can't get over how he set me free oh loneso
Chrome, Chrome
Forget Pink and purple paisleys
little mellow-yellow daisies
Ain't no pot of gold in her rainbow
Her favorite color is ..Chrome
Her favorite color is...chrome
That girl is all about chrome
She sure loves chrome