ترانه و شعر با صدای Angela Autumn
Something 'bout my baby keeps me thin And weakened my mind And restless in my skin The longer you're gone The more I ponder what's wrong And the longer you're gone The more I wonder what's wrong
Something 'bout my baby's deep blue eyes When he makes sweet love to Everyone but me First street is lined up Cadillac's dusted off Everyone is inside Praying to the sun
I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer To take a ride
Something 'bout you lying next to me And I'm blushing While my poor heart flushes I almost thought you were real And you'd finally feel Between two jaws of steel Your house on the hill
I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer To take a ride
If you wondered, did I love you, yes I did There's still one thing that I I never ever hid There's no books by my bed There's a rifle in the stand It's the one that you had When you were a kid
I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer I gotta be a believer To take a ride
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