The Doobie Brothers
The Doobie Brothers - Road Angel lyrics
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Tiran Porter / Michael Hossack I was ridin' down that highway Silver Harley by my side When I thought I saw my lady She was headed for the Berkely hill Pistol on her hip in case she needed a thrill I don't believe it, don't believe a word I don't believe it, don't believe a word I said, come on with me, baby Don't you want to ride with me She put her hand into her bag, now Pulled out a half pint of red eye sauce Sneakin' 'round the corner, drinkin' whiskey from a jar I don't believe it, don't believe a word I don't believe it, don't believe a word
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Author: John Hartman, Michael Hossack, Tiran Porter, Tom Johnston, The Doobie Brothers
Composer: ?
Publisher: Rhino Entertainment Company
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Released in: 2015
Language: English
Appearing on: What Were Once Voices Are Now Habits (1974) , What Were Once Vices Are Now Habits (1974)
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