Spare Tire Orchestra Songtext
von Peter Mayer
Spare Tire Orchestra Songtext
Pack a suitcase and an old guitar
Throw in a drum and a saxaphone
We traveled westward through the midwestern towns
And the amber waves of the radio
I fed the dog, did you switch off the lights back home
Swear I left something behind
But trouble′s got a way of showing up when
Right now's the last thing on your mind
I′m a wall clock, my hands are stuck, but twice I'm right
I'm a three legged dog but I can wag my tail alright
We′re broken down on the highway not a town in sight
Got my spare tire orchestra playing right here tonight
We work so hard to be sure and sheltered
Keep those plates a spinnin′ left and right
But sometimes its just a smile that makes your day and
Sometimes a song can save your life
I'm a wall clock, my hands are stuck, but twice I′m right
I'm a three legged dog but I can wag my tail alright
We′re broken down on the highway not a town in sight
Got my spare tire orchestra playing right here tonight
I'm a wall clock, my hands are stuck, but twice I′m right
I'm a three legged dog but I can wag my tail alright
It's not the pretty love songs that keep your love alive
But a spare tire orchestra now get back in and drive
La la la
Throw in a drum and a saxaphone
We traveled westward through the midwestern towns
And the amber waves of the radio
I fed the dog, did you switch off the lights back home
Swear I left something behind
But trouble′s got a way of showing up when
Right now's the last thing on your mind
I′m a wall clock, my hands are stuck, but twice I'm right
I'm a three legged dog but I can wag my tail alright
We′re broken down on the highway not a town in sight
Got my spare tire orchestra playing right here tonight
We work so hard to be sure and sheltered
Keep those plates a spinnin′ left and right
But sometimes its just a smile that makes your day and
Sometimes a song can save your life
I'm a wall clock, my hands are stuck, but twice I′m right
I'm a three legged dog but I can wag my tail alright
We′re broken down on the highway not a town in sight
Got my spare tire orchestra playing right here tonight
I'm a wall clock, my hands are stuck, but twice I′m right
I'm a three legged dog but I can wag my tail alright
It's not the pretty love songs that keep your love alive
But a spare tire orchestra now get back in and drive
La la la
Writer(s): Peter Hagen Mayer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com