Texty piesní Grant-Lee Phillips

Grant-Lee Phillips

Johnny Guitar

Johnny Guitar you wanna feel good

Johnny Guitar you wanna flail

Hop in the car and buddy we?ll ride

A hundred miles to Hell

Johnny Guitar you gotta witness

Son of a gun you wanna scream

In your velvety case you got a mistress

Say, ?She won't ever squeal on me?

Out on the highway of love

We gotta wreck on the road

Out on the highway of love

We gotta roll

Johnny Guitar you wanna feel them

Tires are touching the street

Long as it take you further

Long as it take you deep

Johnny Guitar you wanna feel good

Give her the gas she got power

Hop in the car and buddy we?ll ride

A hundred miles an hour

Out on the highway of love

We gotta wreck on the road

Out on the highway of love

We gotta roll

Johnny Guitar you wanna feel good

Johnny Guitar you wanna play

Swallow your heart, you gotta sickness

No medicine a take away

Out on the highway of love

We gotta wreck on the road

Out on the highway of love

We gotta roll, roll, gotta roll, roll, roll

We gotta roll, roll, roll, roll