Guess We'Re Outa Gas

Guess we're outa gas, I wonder how we're goin' on.
We drove forever and we never even thought
that the price might go too high.
If we wasn't cruisin, we was losin
And we didn't care why.
Guess we're outa gas, I'll make sweet love with you.

Guess we're outa dream, we knew it had to end some day.
We had the dream, but now it don't seem
To be what it looked to be.
Now that it's gone we know it's all gone,
There ain't nothin left to do.
Guess we're outa dream, I'll make sweet love with you.

We had our dream, great American Dream.
We had our pie, in the sky.
All over this world they're tryin' to build
Like our great American dream.
Another American dream.
But they ain't gonna fly!
No way they'll fly.

It'll never fly again!

Guess we're outa time, I wonder what it's coming to.
We had the time, but we blew it every time
Like we thought we oughta do.
I could hold your hand, and tell you it's planned,
But I wonder if it's true.
Guess we're outa time, I'll make sweet love with you.
Guess we're outa dream, I'll make sweet love with you.
Guess we're outa gas, I'll make sweet love with you.


   GUESS WE'RE OUTA GAS    -----    LISTEN TO THE 
SONG .............AT "http//vbdosa.com"     ...................................veebdosa singing??? 
yep.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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