Shelly Fairchild - Time Machine Lyrics
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Time Machine
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What Are The Lyrics For Time Machine By Shelly Fairchild?
It was July and we were 17
Nothin' goin' on at the Dairy Queen So we drove to the river and he gave me his ring And I melted in his arms like my ice cream And nobody knows how far we went Except the river and me and the moon and him Sometimes I wanna go back again Hey girls you know what I mean Sometimes don't you wish you had a time machine Maggie May on the radio On still away and the dash boards glows I hear that song and I still melt And it take me back to the way we felt And nobody knows how far we went Except the river and me and the moon and him Sometimes I wanna go back again Hey girls you know what I mean Sometimes don't you wish you had a time machine I close my eyes And I say a prayer And I hit that button And I'll be right there And nobody knows how far we went Except the river and me and the moon and him Sometimes I wanna go back again Hey girls you know what I mean Sometimes don't you wish you could stay 17 Hey girls you know what I mean Sometimes don't you wish you had a time machine Hey girls you know what I mean Sometimes don't you wish you had a time machine A time machine Oh a time machine |
Who Wrote Time Machine By Shelly Fairchild?
Chris Tompkins, Douglas M. Johnson
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What's The Duration Of The Time Machine By Shelly Fairchild?The duration of Time Machine is 3:08 minutes and seconds. |
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