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Houston, We Got a Problem Karaoke - Luke Combs

To nagranie jest coverem Houston, We Got a Problem rozsławionym przez Luke Combs

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 72 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: F♯m

The song begins a cappella

Czas trwania: 03:16 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:32

Data wydania: 2018
Genres: Country, Rock , Pop, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Jonathan David Singleton, Luke Combs, Randy Montana

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Houston, We Got a Problem

This is my kinda town
This is my kinda place
I wouldn't mind hangin' 'round
For more than just a couple days
I got a twelth floor room with a killer view of the empty astrodome
A tab at the bar downstairs but all I can think about is home
I got my new boots covered in red dirt a "Don't mess with Texas" T-shirt
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with missin' you
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
But I still feel like
I landed on the moon
'Cos it ain't got you
Houston, we got a problem
You should've seen nineteenth Street
You should've seen a midnight rodeo
The way them saloon doors swing
When they line dance to Copperhead Road
Something about the air down here that'll make you feel the way all them cowboys do
I wish I was an outlaw but all I can think about is you
I got my new boots covered in red dirt a "Don't mess with Texas" T-shirt
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with missin' you
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
But I still feel like
I landed on the moon
'Cos it ain't got you
Houston, we got a problem
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
But I still feel like
I landed on the moon
'Cos it ain't got you
Houston, we got a problem
Houston, we got a problem
Houston, we got a problem

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