Diane Birch - Choo Choo Lyrics
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Choo Choo
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What Are The Lyrics For Choo Choo By Diane Birch?
My baby's got a cherry eye
It comes out when the moon is high Oh, when the moon is high Oh, my baby's got a heart of gold But every time the sun goes low Oh, oh, you know the love don't show Just when I think I'm on the road to heaven I see I'm only on the road to hell The devil's got my baby Somebody help me please The devil's got my baby I think he's really after me Oh, my baby's got a talk so sweet Every time the light gets weak Oh, the promises don't keep Thought I was riding on the train to heaven But I'm on the choo choo straight to hell The devil's got my baby Somebody help me please The devil's got my baby I think he's really after me Oh yeah, just when I think I'm on my way to heaven I see I'm only on my way to hell The devil's got my baby Somebody help me please The devil's got my baby But I know he's really after me Oh yeah, the devil's got my baby Oh, the devil's got my man The devil's got my baby I know, I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me I know he really wants me |
Who Wrote Choo Choo By Diane Birch?
Diane Birch
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What's The Duration Of The Choo Choo By Diane Birch?The duration of Choo Choo is 3:43 minutes and seconds. |
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