100 lyrics for "Here it goes"
(Whoa, whoa) (Here we come!) When the sun goes down, we're the small town smokin' gun Gonna ride back roads til' their ain't no road to run Gonna tip 'em back and drink 'em dry Leave it all out on the field tonight We ain't gonna stop, ready or not
PlayLoose change we could spend Round, round, round the bend We don't have to worry Life goes where it does Faster than a bullet From an empty gun Turn yourself over Grinding down diamonds People pushing harder
PlayWherever she goes, I go, we roll, we go Flying over cities down to Rio, it's real Love that I feel, well nothing lasts forever But I'm down for the minute so just chill
PlayI'm in with the in crowd It feels nice, it feels nice Any time of the year, don't you hear I'm in the in crowd I go where the in crowd goes And I know what the in crowd knows Dressing fine, making time We breeze up and down the street We get respect from
PlayThere goes my baby (ooh girl look at you) Loving everything you do Ooh girl look at you You don't know how good it feels to call you my girl I've been waiting all day to wrap my hands Around your waist and kiss your face Wouldn't trade this feeling for
PlaySing, sing, sing, sing Everybody start to sing La dee da, ho, ho, ho Now you're singing with a swing And when the music goes around Everybody goes to town But here's something you should know Ho ho baby ho ho ho
PlayAnd it was all alright It goes when your gone Now it's all all wrong There's no good reason why I lay my heart on these tracks When your train comes along That's just a-how Then you cut me down
PlayWe can all get some, yeah, we can all get paid Hey everybody, we don't have to live this way Yeah, we've all been there before and it goes oh She maxed her credit cards and don't got a job She pays for gas with all the change in her car It's not the end
PlayThis is now your life Die buried alive Tell me only if it's real On and on it goes Hey I can't live in here for another day Darkness has kept the light concealed Grim as ever Hold on to faith as I dig another grave Meanwhile the mice endure the wheel
PlayThere he goes... One, two, one, two, three, four... Know a man...his face seemed pulled and tense... Like he's riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds... So I approach with tact...suggest that he should relax... But he's always movin' much too
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