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I was drinking with your sisterIn the cafe down the road,Discussing Kerouac and ChaucerAnd the stories that they told.We made plans to meet up laterOn the banks of Twizzle CreekWhere our lips would sing our heartsongThough we'd never have to speak.And I was dancing with your sisterIn a club in County DownWe were king's kids and we knew itShaking up this shantytown.And the Belfast boys were jealous,And the Bangor girls were mad,To see the perfect Irish roseLeaving with this yankee lad.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on and on and on my friend.I was sleeping with your sisterLetras de cancionesIn your parents' borrowed room.We were laughing at you, Michael,And your prophecies of gloom.And the rain it was a constant,But the bed was deep and warm,So we never heard the thunderOr saw the lightning from the storm.And I was deep inside your sister,In a Northside lonely bed,Trying to hard to rememberAll the manuals I'd read.We were pushing, we were twisting,We were striving for the prize,But when the sun came up to greet us,She couldn't look me in the eyes.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on and on and on my friend.I was clinging to your sisterOn a runway dark and cold,Cursing Kerouac and ChaucerAnd the stupid stories that they told.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on my friend.And the highway never ends,It just goes on and on and on and on my friend. From Letras Mania