Letras
Sitting in a transit all night long Playing clubs and rocking right
on The road's much too long since I've been wasting my time Wish I
was home again sipping my wine And
I'm gone, gone, gone, I don't care '
Cause I'm gone, gone, gone, I don't care It's where I'm from,
I'm on the road again LA to London is a mighty long time Eight hours
flying can bring you down Sitting near a suit who's a red-neck going,
Eyes are moving but there's no life showing Now that I'm home again
Things are much better,
biding my time with my little go-getter No matter what they say,
no matter what they do,
Gonna end up in the middle of that
rock & roll stew Gone, gone, gone ...