歌手:Bruce Springsteen
专辑:《Tracks》

作词 : Bruce Springsteen
作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
Well jimmy lee was hookin round the fan turn
Of a funky southern florida dirt track
He had mud caked on his goggles
And a screamin three fifty
Stacked up on his back
Well as he passed the stands
He feeling all tuckered out
When through the roar of his engine
He heard somebody shout
Stand on it come on boy stand on it
Mary beth started to shift she hit the shift
But she just couldn't get a hand on it
She was racin some red hill boys;
She had the deed to the ranch
And a grand on it
With eight grand blowin hot on the red line
She blew past a hitchhiker out on route 39
He hollered
Stand on it come on baby stand on it
Well now when in doubt
And you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well if your minds confused;
You don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy stand on it
Well if youve lost control of
The situation at hand
Go grab a girl; go see a rock n roll band
And stand on it
Come on man stand on it
Well now columbus he discovered America
Even though he hadn't planned on it
He got lost and woke up one morning
When hes about to land on it
He wouldn't have got out of Italy
Man thats for sure
Without queen isabella standing
On the shore shouting
Stand on it go ahead man stand on it
Well now when in doubt
And you can't figure it out
Just stand on it
Well if your minds confused;
You don't know what you're gonna do
Well buddy stand on it
Well if youve lost control of the situation at hand
Go grab a girl; go see a rock n roll band
And stand on it
Come on man stand on it
Stand on it
Come on boy
Stand on it
Come on man
Stand on it
Come on boy
Stand on it
Come on man
Stand on it
Come on man
Stand on it
Come on baby
Stand on it
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