Lirik Lagu Sunday Driver - Blue County
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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
aww...yeah
His left elbow, is hanging out the windowHis left finger, is sterring the wheelHis right arm is, wrapped around his sweetheartAnd it's paradise inside his love mobileWell I am stuck here, right behind himI'm held hostage by the double yellow lineThe sign says 55, he's going 30And it's clear to me that he has no concern for time
He's a Sunday, a Sunday driverHe don't want to get his baby home too soonHe's a Sunday, a Sunday driverIn the middle of my Thursday afternoon
Oh I will not, blink my headlightsOh no I will not honk my hornCause I know, I know just what he's feelingCause I've been in that sweet, driver's seet before
He's a Sunday, a Sunday driverHe don't want to get his baby home too soonHe's a Sunday, a Sunday driverIn the middle of my Thursday afternoon
There is a growing line of angry cars behind usIt's the center fear of mental and single fileI will not interupt his romanceWell, I'll be his gardian angel for a while
He's a Sunday, a Sunday driverHe don't want to get his baby home too soonHe's a Sunday, a Sunday driverIn the middle of my Thursday afternoon
Yeah in the middle of my Thursday afternoon
His left elbow, is hanging out the windowHis left finger, is sterring the wheelHis right arm is, wrapped around his sweetheartAnd it's paradise inside his love mobileWell I am stuck here, right behind himI'm held hostage by the double yellow lineThe sign says 55, he's going 30And it's clear to me that he has no concern for time
He's a Sunday, a Sunday driverHe don't want to get his baby home too soonHe's a Sunday, a Sunday driverIn the middle of my Thursday afternoon
Oh I will not, blink my headlightsOh no I will not honk my hornCause I know, I know just what he's feelingCause I've been in that sweet, driver's seet before
He's a Sunday, a Sunday driverHe don't want to get his baby home too soonHe's a Sunday, a Sunday driverIn the middle of my Thursday afternoon
There is a growing line of angry cars behind usIt's the center fear of mental and single fileI will not interupt his romanceWell, I'll be his gardian angel for a while
He's a Sunday, a Sunday driverHe don't want to get his baby home too soonHe's a Sunday, a Sunday driverIn the middle of my Thursday afternoon
Yeah in the middle of my Thursday afternoon
