Paroles de la chanson Landlocked Surf Rock par Colony House

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Paroles de la chanson Landlocked Surf Rock par Colony House

Motorcycles, denim jeans, neon lights, Tennessee
Ten bucks for a beer at every bar
Singing "Buddy Holly" at the naked karaoke
With a 58 and phoney southern draw

Gotta love that landlocked surf rockabilly kind of feeling
Makes your head bop, head bop
Doo-wop, doo-wop, doo-wop, doo-wop
Yeah, that landlocked surf rockabilly kind of feeling
Keeps me dreaming of the day when I'm gonna get my star

Yeah, some California techie in a cowboy hat is dancing

By himself beneath the disco ball
While the preacher's outside smoking
Sharing Jesus with the homeless
On his way to get a tattoo on his arm

Gotta love that landlocked surf rockabilly kind of feeling
Makes your head bop, head bop
Doo-wop, doo-wop, doo-wop, doo-wop
Yeah, that landlocked surf rockabilly kind of feeling
Keeps me dreaming of the day when I'm gonna get my star

Gotta love that landlocked surf rockabilly kind of feeling
Makes your head bop, head bop
Doo-wop, doo-wop, doo-wop, doo-wop

Yeah, that landlocked surf rockabilly kind of feeling
Keeps me dreaming of the day when I'm gonna get my star

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