Letra de Highway 1 de Foxboro Hot Tubs

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Highway 1

Autor / Compositor: Foxboro Hot Tubs

Letra en Español de Highway 1
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Highway 1

One, two...one, two, three, four...
You're doing it fucking wrong!

I'm on a midnight death trip
I'm on a mission From God
A stolen car and a death wish
To Hell on Highway 1

Four on the floor,a hundred miles per hour
I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more!

C'mon!

I've got my blues, gonna make a racket
Nothing to lose but this straight jacket, on too tight

I'm alive!

As the wind comes off the ocean
And my hair is combed just right
I'm in a stolen locomotion
Straight out of nineteen sixty five

So pass the bottle, a hundred miles per hour
I'm gonna fly, 'til the tires can't fly no more!

C'mon!

I've got my friends and a shotgun jacket
Nothing to lose, gotta live it up until I die

I´m alive, whoo!

Well on the night before the supper
And I'm gonna smash the glass just right
So give me one good dose of thunder
Before I fall on my ass tonight

Four on the flor, a hundred miles per hour
I'm gonna fly 'til the tires can't fly no more!

C'mon!

I've got my blues, gonna make a racket
Nothing to lose but this straight jacket, on too tight

I´m alive! C'mon! Hahaha ...

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