Speaking in Lyrics

[el caballo loco]

Would you take me back North Carolina?
Would you take me back Arkansas?

[barclocksays3am]

the girls around here all look like cadillacs
no one likes a stranger here
i'd come home but i'm afraid that you won't take me back
but i'd trade off
everything just to have you near

[el caballo loco]

My baby drove up in a brand new Cadillac
She said, "Hey, come here, Daddy
I ain't never comin' back!"

[bensco]

No matter what the cost
Them dual exhausts
Make my motor sigh
My baby's got the Cadillac walk
She's got the Cadillac walk

[barclocksays3am]

Just make sure she's all in calico
And the colour of a doll
Wave the flag on cadillac day
And a skillet on the wall
Cut me a switch or hold your breath
Till the sun goes down
Write my name on the hood
Send me off to another town

[bensco]

It was written that I would love you
From the moment I opened my eyes
And the morning when I first saw you
Gave me life under calico skies

[bensco]

You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day.
Lord, you know it makes me high when you turn your love my way,
Turn your love my way

[barclocksays3am]

Orange skies
Carnivals and cotton candy and you
And I love you too you know I do

[el caballo loco]

Blue skies smilin' at me
Nothing but blue skies, do I see
Blue days all of them gone
Nothin' but blue skies from now on

[bensco]

Baby's got blue skies up ahead
But in this I'm a rain cloud
You know she likes a dry kind of love

[bensco]

not so long ago, just a few years back
we used to hang out down by the railroad track.
the guitars they played
the singers made rhyme
it was a good time
for being free.

[barclocksays3am]

A railroad runs through the record store at night
Coming in for the deep freeze

[pdg]

I walked into the local record store and asked for
An American music anthology, it sounds fun
They tore off my skirt, then stuck it on the walls at PS 1

[barclocksays3am]

Going through shops and bars and houses
Blowing through stores in skirts and trousers
Following taxis, hanging on buses
Meadows, fields, in between rushes

Nobody knows, nobody sees
I am the breeze

[el caballo loco]

Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind