Letra de Don't Stop Now - Crowded House
Letra de canci�n de Don't Stop Now de Crowded House lyrics
Another Pleasant Day In The Countryside
Has Ended Up In Tears On A Stormy Night
You Can't Follow My Directions Home
But Don't Stop Now
God Knows Where The Satellites Taking Us
Can't Tell What Is Right In Front Of Us
But I Hang On Every Word
Don't Stop Now
No, Don't Stop Now
Gimme Something I Can Write About
Get Fooled By The Lightning Everytime
See The After Image Of An Outline
Then You Turn The Wrong Way Round
Don't Stop Now
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No, Don't Stop Now
Gimme Something I Can Write About
Gimme Something I Can Cry About
In A Church House 10 Miles Out Of Town
Is The Devil Going To Track Me Down
When You Travel Through A Tunnel In The Trees
Just Remember That's How You Get To Me
Theres No Number On The House
And The Birds Are Heading South
Sometimes You Have To Turn The Wrong Way Round
Sometimes You Get To Close To Nowhere Now
Restless Hopeful In The The Silence I Wait
With A Blank Piece Of Paper On The Top Of My Head
And All I Want Is Something I Can Write About
All I Want Is Something I Can Cry About
Has Ended Up In Tears On A Stormy Night
You Can't Follow My Directions Home
But Don't Stop Now
God Knows Where The Satellites Taking Us
Can't Tell What Is Right In Front Of Us
But I Hang On Every Word
Don't Stop Now
No, Don't Stop Now
Gimme Something I Can Write About
Get Fooled By The Lightning Everytime
See The After Image Of An Outline
Then You Turn The Wrong Way Round
Don't Stop Now
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/don-t-stop-now-crowded-house.php
No, Don't Stop Now
Gimme Something I Can Write About
Gimme Something I Can Cry About
In A Church House 10 Miles Out Of Town
Is The Devil Going To Track Me Down
When You Travel Through A Tunnel In The Trees
Just Remember That's How You Get To Me
Theres No Number On The House
And The Birds Are Heading South
Sometimes You Have To Turn The Wrong Way Round
Sometimes You Get To Close To Nowhere Now
Restless Hopeful In The The Silence I Wait
With A Blank Piece Of Paper On The Top Of My Head
And All I Want Is Something I Can Write About
All I Want Is Something I Can Cry About