Spanish Pipedream
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โฑ๏ธ 2:38 duration
๐ ID: 10882997
๐ Lyrics
She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
Well, she pressed her chest against me
About the time that jukebox broke
Yeah, she give me a peck on the back of the neck
And these are the words she spoke
Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own
Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
Well, she danced around the bar room
And she did the hoochie-coo
Yeah, she sang her song all night long
Tellin' me what to do
Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own
Well, I was young and hungry
And about to leave that place
When just as I was leavin'
Well, she looked me in the face
I said, "You must know the answer"
She said, "No, but I'll give it a try"
And to this very day, we've been livin' our way
Here is the reason why
We blew up our TV, threw away our paper
Went to the country, built us a home
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
They all found Jesus on their own
And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
Well, she pressed her chest against me
About the time that jukebox broke
Yeah, she give me a peck on the back of the neck
And these are the words she spoke
Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own
Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
Well, she danced around the bar room
And she did the hoochie-coo
Yeah, she sang her song all night long
Tellin' me what to do
Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
Go to the country, build you a home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try and find Jesus on your own
Well, I was young and hungry
And about to leave that place
When just as I was leavin'
Well, she looked me in the face
I said, "You must know the answer"
She said, "No, but I'll give it a try"
And to this very day, we've been livin' our way
Here is the reason why
We blew up our TV, threw away our paper
Went to the country, built us a home
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
They all found Jesus on their own
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.13] She was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
[00:06.46] And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
[00:11.66] Well, she pressed her chest against me
[00:14.61] About the time that jukebox broke
[00:17.40] Yeah, she give me a peck on the back of the neck
[00:20.63] And these are the words she spoke
[00:22.82] Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
[00:28.47] Go to the country, build you a home
[00:33.92] Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[00:39.64] Try and find Jesus on your own
[00:44.34]
[00:46.37]
[00:50.84] Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
[00:56.73] For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
[01:02.29] Well, she danced around the bar room
[01:05.19] And she did the hoochie-coo
[01:07.99] Yeah, she sang her song all night long
[01:10.96] Tellin' me what to do
[01:13.27] Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
[01:18.73] Go to the country, build you a home
[01:24.34] Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[01:29.84] Try and find Jesus on your own
[01:36.44]
[01:41.42] Well, I was young and hungry
[01:44.47] And about to leave that place
[01:46.98] When just as I was leavin'
[01:49.90] Well, she looked me in the face
[01:52.64] I said, "You must know the answer"
[01:55.50] She said, "No, but I'll give it a try"
[01:58.47] And to this very day, we've been livin' our way
[02:01.76] Here is the reason why
[02:03.77] We blew up our TV, threw away our paper
[02:09.27] Went to the country, built us a home
[02:14.73] Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
[02:20.20] They all found Jesus on their own
[02:25.49]
[00:06.46] And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
[00:11.66] Well, she pressed her chest against me
[00:14.61] About the time that jukebox broke
[00:17.40] Yeah, she give me a peck on the back of the neck
[00:20.63] And these are the words she spoke
[00:22.82] Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
[00:28.47] Go to the country, build you a home
[00:33.92] Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[00:39.64] Try and find Jesus on your own
[00:44.34]
[00:46.37]
[00:50.84] Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
[00:56.73] For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
[01:02.29] Well, she danced around the bar room
[01:05.19] And she did the hoochie-coo
[01:07.99] Yeah, she sang her song all night long
[01:10.96] Tellin' me what to do
[01:13.27] Blow up your TV, throw away your paper
[01:18.73] Go to the country, build you a home
[01:24.34] Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
[01:29.84] Try and find Jesus on your own
[01:36.44]
[01:41.42] Well, I was young and hungry
[01:44.47] And about to leave that place
[01:46.98] When just as I was leavin'
[01:49.90] Well, she looked me in the face
[01:52.64] I said, "You must know the answer"
[01:55.50] She said, "No, but I'll give it a try"
[01:58.47] And to this very day, we've been livin' our way
[02:01.76] Here is the reason why
[02:03.77] We blew up our TV, threw away our paper
[02:09.27] Went to the country, built us a home
[02:14.73] Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
[02:20.20] They all found Jesus on their own
[02:25.49]