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I’ve got hell, I’ve got heaven
I’ve got the line that keeps 'em all apart
It’s me and Cherry on this turnpike corner
and the shining of her petrol hair
I’d been draggin’ on, I’d been begging for
a promenade across the desert floor
On this rugged road, I got stuck on her
hands a-waving like a pirate flag
I’ve got hell, I’ve got heaven
Found redemption in an old garage
My only rataliation is a broken fender
and the skidding of this Cadillac
I’d been draggin’ on, I’d been begging for
a promenade across the desert floor
On this rugged road, I got stuck on her
hands a-waving like a pirate flag
I have hell, I have heaven I had dragged myself for a long time, begging I have hell, I have heaven I had dragged myself for a long time, begging Click here for the translation in Italian
I have the line that keeps them apart
It's me and Cherry in this corner of the highway
and the shine of her oil-black hair
for a raid in the desert
On this bumpy road I got stuck
in her hands waving like a pirate flag
I found redemption in an old garage
My only punishment is this chipped bumper
and the swerving of this Cadillac
for a raid in the desert
On this bumpy road, I got stuck
in her hands waving like a pirate flag
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