Cinderella - Freewheelin' Lyrics
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Freewheelin'
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What Are The Lyrics For Freewheelin' By Cinderella?
You say I get around but
I'm gonna hit the ground I don't hear a word you're sayin' Going out of my head and The world's turnin' red Don't think I'll be stayin' You got your fancy pants now Wear 'em to the dance All I got is what I'm playin' But the trouble with you is there ain't just a few Don't take the ride unless you're payin' Like a hot burnin' fire Blazin' out of control I couldn't get much higher, I'm Freewheelin Nothin' gets in my way When I'm freewheelin I'm free yea Take a look around cause it's all fallin' down Fallin' from the dream that we created I'm lookin' up at the sky and I'm wondering why Why it's all deflated You got a million and one ways to have fun Everything I've done is over-rated So take a step back cause I don't need the flack I can see your promises a fadin' Like a hot burnin' fire Blazin' out of control I couldn't get much higher, I'm Freewheelin Nothin' gets in my way When I'm freewheelin I'm free yea Like a hot burnin' fire Blazin' out of control I couldn't get much higher, I'm Freewheelin Nothin' gets in my way When I'm freewheelin I'm free yea Freewheelin Nothing get in my way When I'm freewheelin I'm free yea Freewheelin When I'm freewheelin I'm free yea |
Who Wrote Freewheelin' By Cinderella?
Thomas Carl Keifer
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What's The Duration Of The Freewheelin' By Cinderella?The duration of Freewheelin' is 3:10 minutes and seconds. |
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