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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jakob Dylan
Jakob Dylan
Stimme und Gesang
Rami Jaffee
Rami Jaffee
Klavier
Greg Richling
Greg Richling
Bass
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Gitarre
Sahir Hanif
Sahir Hanif
Schlagzeug-Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jakob Dylan
Jakob Dylan
Komponist:in
Rami Jaffee
Rami Jaffee
Komponist:in
Jack Irons
Jack Irons
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Produzent:in
Collin Dupuis
Collin Dupuis
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Matt Wheeler
Matt Wheeler
Ingenieurassistent:in
Rich Costey
Rich Costey
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Kasych
Chris Kasych
Ingenieur:in
Eric Isip
Eric Isip
Ingenieurassistent:in
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
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You're gonna break somebody's heart, that's true And someone's gonna break yours, too You'll laugh in the middle of gettin' it done And having it done to you Oh, I see the neck of the driver there behind the wheel You're lookin' at me in the side view mirror You're changin' your clothes, in the back seat you slip From a girl to a woman in less than a minute As we roll from the city under the stars And go on down the boulevard I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" Moonlight shinin' on a Lincoln's hood Full of smoke and your perfume You're thinkin' you might, and I was hoping you would Do just what your mother doesn't think you should Now past the building where your father works And the topless bars and the church I ain't superstitious, but it's making me nervous Now shouldn't we at least say something first? As we roll from the city under the stars And go on down the boulevard I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" As we come down from wishin' This city would start making use of our open arms I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" Onto the off ramp, my coat around you But may love be down there and ride with us, too I'd be happy to die with you here doing this The impression of my face down on your lips As we roll from the city under the stars And go on down the boulevard I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" As we come down from wishin' This city would stop making use of these open hearts I say "May God be the first one in the car May He be the last one out of ours" The last one out of ours, the last one out of ours And may God be the last one to get out of ours Ooh, ooh, oooh Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, oooh Ooh, ooh, oooh
Writer(s): Jakob Dylan, Jack S. Irons, Stuart Mathis, Gregory Martin Richling, Rami Jaffee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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