48 Crash Songtext
von The Bates

Well you got the hands of a man
And the face of a little boy blue
And when you stand you′re so grand
There's a case just for looking at you

You′re so young, you could have been the devil's son
You're so young, but like a hangup I′ll be sad
When you′re old and you're gone

WATCH OUT
You know the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash
48 Crash, 48 Crash
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash
48 Crash, 48 Crash
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash
A lightning flash
And it′s a silk sash bash
A silk sash bash
That's the 48 Crash

(Instrumental)


You′ve got the kind of a mind of a juvenile romeo
And you're so blind you could find
That your motor ain′t ready to go

You're so young, you're a hot shot son of a gun
You′re so young but like teenage tearaway soon
You′ll be torn and you'll run

WATCH OUT
You the 48 Crash come like a lightning flash
48 Crash, 48 Crash
And the 48 Crash is a silk sash bash
48 Crash, 48 Crash
48 Crash, 48 Crash
Come like a lightning flash
A lightning flash
And it′s a silk sash bash
A silk sash bash
That's the 48 Crash

(Instrumental)


CRASH, CRASH
48 Crash
CRASH, CRASH
48 Crash
CRASH, CRASH
48 Crash

CRASH, CRASH