Letra de Whoa Man
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You’re the first thing I saw the minute I walked
And I stood in the car and quietly wait.
Wanna say hello, but you were busy dancing,
And I stood in the car and quietly wait.
Wanna say hello, but you were busy dancing,
Through the crowd, I could see you spinning around,
You’re spinning round.
When you stopped I glanced that this is my chance
To dance with you, I don’t dance too good,
But I’m standing on, then I watch you sing,
I don’t know the words when the chorus kicks in,
You spin round, you’re spinning round.
I’m whoa man, I don’t care what they say,
‘cause probably I love you, I’m loving your way.
I’m whoa man, I believe all that your mother say,
Would drag you through the mall and enter there.
I don’t head far to the ceiling
And the song in the air this evening
It’s red in color when I close my eyes.
And you’re seeing this, believing,
Will you be my all this evening?
Something in the walls make me blind.
I’m whoa man, I don’t care what they say,
‘cause probably I love you, I’m loving your way.
I’m whoa man, I believe all that your mother say,
Would drag you through the mall and enter there.
I don’t head far to the ceiling
And the song in the air this evening
It’s red in color when I close my eyes.
And you’re seeing this, believing,
Will you be my all this evening?
Something in the walls make me blind.
You’re spinning round.
When you stopped I glanced that this is my chance
To dance with you, I don’t dance too good,
But I’m standing on, then I watch you sing,
I don’t know the words when the chorus kicks in,
You spin round, you’re spinning round.
I’m whoa man, I don’t care what they say,
‘cause probably I love you, I’m loving your way.
I’m whoa man, I believe all that your mother say,
Would drag you through the mall and enter there.
I don’t head far to the ceiling
And the song in the air this evening
It’s red in color when I close my eyes.
And you’re seeing this, believing,
Will you be my all this evening?
Something in the walls make me blind.
I’m whoa man, I don’t care what they say,
‘cause probably I love you, I’m loving your way.
I’m whoa man, I believe all that your mother say,
Would drag you through the mall and enter there.
I don’t head far to the ceiling
And the song in the air this evening
It’s red in color when I close my eyes.
And you’re seeing this, believing,
Will you be my all this evening?
Something in the walls make me blind.
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