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Asleep At The Wheel

nothing The numbers get higher Blinded by reason You're asleep at the wheel Confused understanding With a slip for the hold Squeeze past the pressure You're asleep at the wheel

Tulsa There's a detour sign on the road that winds Out on the broad highway But the place for me is the sign I see T U L S A straight ahead There's

In the Texas town of San Antonio Is a little church they call the Alamo The story tellers say Ozzy Osborne stopped one day All dressed up in women's lingerie

back to Texas ? boogie back to Texas Boogie back to Texas ? boogie back to Texas We're gonna boogie back to Texas, eight beats to the mile Rollin' out-a New York, philadelphia Pittsburg wheelin

Let's go down to Alabama Let's go see my dear old mama Fryin' eggs and cookin' hammy That's what I like 'bout the South She's got baked ribs and candied

of town There's an eight beat combo that just won't quit Keep a-walking' 'til ya see a blue light lit Fall in there and we'll see some sights Down at

around but I'll get goin' when the sun goes down and I'm with my baby thats when we kiss andkiss and we kiss some more don't ask how many times we've kissed cause at

I was born in Lousiana down on the ol bouyo Rasied on shrimps and catfish mame's good gumbo I got the ramblin' fever said goodbye to ma and pa Crossed

asleep at the wheel Get up you're asleep at the wheel Get up you're asleep at the wheel Get up you're asleep at the wheel Get up you're asleep at the