Deacon Blue - Rockaway Beach Lyrics
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Rockaway Beach
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What Are The Lyrics For Rockaway Beach By Deacon Blue?
Chewing out a rhythm on my bubble gum
The sun is out and I want some It's not hard, not far to reach, we can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach Up on the roof, out on the street Down in the playground, the hot concrete Bus ride is too slow, they blast out the disco on the radio Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach It's not hard, not far to reach We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach It's not hard, not far to reach We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach Chewing out a rhythm on my bubble gum The sun is out and I want some It's not hard, not far to reach We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach Up on the roof, out on the street Down in the playground, the hot concrete Bus ride is too slow, they blast out the disco on the radio Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach Rock-rock, Rockaway Beach We can hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach |
Who Wrote Rockaway Beach By Deacon Blue?
Douglas Colvin, Jeff Hyman, John Cummings, Thomas Erdelyi
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