Lirik Lagu Open All Night - Bruce Springsteen
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
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.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- 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.
I had the carburetor cleaned and checked with her line blown out she’s hummin’ like a turbojetPropped her up in the backyard on concrete blocks for a new clutch plate and a new set of shocksTook her down to the carwash check the plugs and pointsI’m goin’ out tonight I’m gonna rock that joint
Early north Jersey industrial skyline I’m a all set cobra jet creepin’ through the nighttimeGotta find a gas station gotta find a payphone this turnpike sure is spooky at night when you’re all aloneGotta hit the gas ’cause I’m runnin’ late, this New Jersey n the mornin’ like a lunar landscape
The boss don’t dig me so he put me on the nightshiftIt’s an all night run to get back to where my baby livesIn the wee wee hours your mind gets hazy radio relay towers won’t you lead me to my babyUnderneath the overpass trooper hits his party light switchGoodnight good luck one two powershift
I met Wanda when she was employed behind the counter at the route 60 Bobs Big Boy fried chicken on the front seat she’s sittin’ in my lapWe’re wipin’ our fingers on a Texaco roadmapI remember Wanda up on scrap metal hill with them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still
5 A.M. oil pressure’s sinkin’ fastI make a pit stop wipe the windshield check the gasGotta call my baby on the telephoneLet her know that her daddy’s comin’ on homeSit tight little mamma I’m commin’ round I got 3 more hours but I’m coverin’ ground
Your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours sun’s just a red ball risin’ over them refinery towersRadio’s jammed up with gospel stations lost souls callin’ long distance salvationHey mr. deejay woncha hear my last prayer hey ho rock ’n roll deliver me from nowhere
Early north Jersey industrial skyline I’m a all set cobra jet creepin’ through the nighttimeGotta find a gas station gotta find a payphone this turnpike sure is spooky at night when you’re all aloneGotta hit the gas ’cause I’m runnin’ late, this New Jersey n the mornin’ like a lunar landscape
The boss don’t dig me so he put me on the nightshiftIt’s an all night run to get back to where my baby livesIn the wee wee hours your mind gets hazy radio relay towers won’t you lead me to my babyUnderneath the overpass trooper hits his party light switchGoodnight good luck one two powershift
I met Wanda when she was employed behind the counter at the route 60 Bobs Big Boy fried chicken on the front seat she’s sittin’ in my lapWe’re wipin’ our fingers on a Texaco roadmapI remember Wanda up on scrap metal hill with them big brown eyes that make your heart stand still
5 A.M. oil pressure’s sinkin’ fastI make a pit stop wipe the windshield check the gasGotta call my baby on the telephoneLet her know that her daddy’s comin’ on homeSit tight little mamma I’m commin’ round I got 3 more hours but I’m coverin’ ground
Your eyes get itchy in the wee wee hours sun’s just a red ball risin’ over them refinery towersRadio’s jammed up with gospel stations lost souls callin’ long distance salvationHey mr. deejay woncha hear my last prayer hey ho rock ’n roll deliver me from nowhere
