Letras
The cars had wings in 1955
And everything was just a rush
The girls were ruby red
Their lips would touch your face
Just like Picasso's brush
Ooh, ooh
Hey la la la la
Hey la la
She was riding on the Texas sky
Saw the crosses and the fields go by
Now there's a dead man walking
A dead man talking
A dead man dropping flowers for Jane
On the floor
He stood there like a plastic Jesus
On the dashboard of a pick-up truck
I can't remember how it came to this
I gamble all the time but I ain't got no luck
Ooh, ooh
Hey la la la la
Hey la la
She was riding on the Texas sky
Saw the crosses and the fields go by
Now there's a dead man walking
A dead man talking
A dead man dropping flowers for Jane
On the floor
Ooh, ooh
Hey la la la la
Hey la la
She was riding on the Texas sky
Saw the crosses and the fields go by
Now there's a dead man walking
A dead man talking
A dead man dropping flowers for Jane
On the floor
The cars had wings in 1955
And everything was so alive