Mark Lindsay - Kicks Lyrics
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Kicks
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What Are The Lyrics For Kicks By Mark Lindsay?
Girl, you thought you found the answer
On that magic carpet ride last night But when you wake up in the mornin' The world still gets you uptight Well, there's nothin' that you ain't tried To fill the emptiness inside When you come back down, girl Still ain't feelin' right And don't it seem like Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind Before you find out it's too late, girl You better get straight No, but not with kicks, you just need help, girl Well you think you're gonna find yourself A little piece of paradise But it ain't happened yet, so girl, you better think twice Don't you see no matter what you do You'll never run away from you And if you keep on runnin' you'll have to pay the price And don't it seem like Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind Before you find out it's too late, girl You better get straight No, you don't need kicks To help you face the world each day That road goes nowhere I'm gonna help you find yourself another way Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind Before you find out it's too late, girl You better get straight Don't it seem like Kicks just keep gettin' harder to find And all your kicks ain't bringin' you peace of mind Before you find out it's too late, girl You better get straight |
Who Wrote Kicks By Mark Lindsay?
Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil
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What's The Duration Of The Kicks By Mark Lindsay?The duration of Kicks is 2:27 minutes and seconds. |
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