Songtext von Windy City Breakdown

Kickin' back out in the country Easing my bone Snoozing' right out in the open Deserted by my telephone Nobody 'round for miles No screamin' in my ears No rock 'n' roll on my radio They ain't even got my brand of beer Pullin' on my fuse I get the itchin' to burn Sunset's in my rear view Stars are showin' me whereto turn Windy city breakdown That's drivin' me on home City slicker shakedown Proves you got me on the run I need a pretty take down If she can keep score I'm game Windy city breakdown The mighty hawk is callin' my name Silver marquees are glowin' The midnight show unwinds Popcorn pigeon and parkin' meters are Clickin' in 3/4 time rush street mamas Shot their stuff, love for sale I ain't needin' to buy if she's good to my eye Who can tell Taverns with their doors wide open Wait to make their kill Sailor boys and G.I. Joes Makin' sure they get their fill Windy city breakdown That's drivin' me on home City slicker shakedown Proves you got me on the run I need a pretty take down If she can keep score I'm game Windy city breakdown The mighty hawk is callin' my name