Текст песни «E.A. Black - Angel's Highway»

Ill pay you twice as much as you make at home if you ride with me on the
Road... Im doublin down Im out of reach That incredible woman My
Georgia Peach She has hips with a mind of their own And a kiss that melts
Me to the bone I have less than a hundred miles left to go Its time to
Stop being on the road Weigh stations Traffic jams Blinding lights Ill
Be dammed! They keep me from the one I truly need The closer I get... the
More I speed Ill pay you twice as much as you make at home if you ride
With me on the road... Im calling you from Raleigh and Im okay But
I got stuck in Richmond for most of the day It kills me that I have to wait
One more night To wrap my arms around you and hold you tight Fast food Slow
Cars Black coffee Bright Stars You speak to me Through the windshield at
Dawn Youre my highway angel With a Negligee on I have less than a
Hundred miles left to go Its time to stop being on the road I have a job
Thats just for you A Highway Angel No one else will do I believe that
You are qualified As for me I will be satisfied Ill pay you twice as
Much as you make at home if you ride with me on the road... Ill pay you
Twice as much as you make at home if you ride with me on the road...