Musica de Al Kooper del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Al Kooper tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
[Verse 1]
I bought a brand new air-mobile
With a powerful motor, it was a Flight De Ville
With a powerful motor and a hideaway wing
Push down on the button, man, you can hear her sing
[Chorus]
You can't catch me
Oh, you can't catch me
Well, you're getting too close
I'm gone, gone, gone like a cool breeze
Yeah
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Was not a gray cloud close in sight
A big full moon shining up above
Cuddle up, baby, and be my love
Sweetest little thing I have ever seen
Oh baby, I will name you Maybellene
Flyin' on the beam, set on flight control
Radio tuned to old rock and roll
Two, three hours have passed us by
Out to 2 dropped to 5:05
Fuel consumption is way too fast
Let's get on home before we run out of gas
[Chorus]
You can't catch me
Oh, you can't catch me
Well, you're getting too close
I'm gone, gone, gone like a cool breeze
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
New Jersey Turnpike in the wee wee hours
I was rollin' up slow because of drizzlin' showers
Well, here comes a flat-top, he was movin' up with me
Says a little goodbye in a little old souped-up jitney
Yeah, ha
I put my foot on the tank, I began to roll
Moanin' sirens, it was a state patrol
So I put out my wings, I blew my horn
Bye-bye, New Jersey, I'm headed home
[Chorus]
You can't catch me
Oh, you can't catch me
Well, you're getting too close
I'm gone, gone, gone like a cool breeze
[Outro]
I'm going home, going home
Hey, home, I'm going home
Well, if you're getting too close
I'm gone, gone, gone like a cool breeze