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And The Crowd Goes Wild
Mark Wills
And The Crowd Goes Wild
He was an underdog; a no threat;
A nascar jockey, a rookie; a wannabe.
Still wet behind the ears,
A red-line revver just a-jammin' his gears.
There are those that are, an' those that ain't.
The quickest get stickers,
He was nothin' but paint.
Chartreuse paint.
Big race, now we cut to, the last ten laps:
Here comes junior, sneakin' up
From the back of the pack, with fire in his eyes;
Wavin' out the window as he passes 'em by.
The tension mounts: now he's number two;
All out of rubber an' runnin' on fumes.
It's door to door, outta turn four:
He sees those chequers an' he hears that roar.
An' the crowd goes wild.
An' the crowd goes wild.
You're shinin' like a superstar, baby,
An' the crowd goes wild.
He played the honky-tonks, the roadside bars,
A real humdinger; a blue-eyed singer.
With a red guitar arund his neck.
Payin' them dues by starvin' to death.
But he told his momma every time he come back,
"one of these days i'm gonna buy you, a big long cadillac.
"an' get you outta this shack."
Then he hit the road, frontin' the band.
Six long hairs bobbin' up an' down,
In a chevy van, all beat up;
He did a lotta givin' but he never gave up.
Then one night, he wrote a song.
Made a little record; started catchin' on.
Now it's coliseums, he's all the rage:
The lights go down when he hits the stage
An' the crowd goes wild.
An' the crowd goes wild.
You're shinin' like a superstar, baby,
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
Whooa. yeah!
Go boy!
Yeah, the crowd goes wild.
An' the crowd goes wild.
You're shinin' like a superstar, baby,
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(you're shinin' like a superstar.)
Y La Multitud Enloquece
Él era un marginado; no representaba una amenaza;
Un jinete de nascar, un novato, un aspirante.
Aún verde detrás de las orejas,
Un acelerador al límite simplemente ajustando sus marchas.
Hay quienes son, y quienes no son.
Los más rápidos obtienen calcomanías,
Él no era más que pintura.
Pintura chartreuse.
Gran carrera, ahora pasamos a las últimas diez vueltas:
Aquí viene Junior, acercándose
Desde la parte trasera del pelotón, con fuego en sus ojos;
Saludando por la ventana mientras los rebasa.
La tensión aumenta: ahora es el número dos;
Sin caucho y funcionando con humos.
Es puerta a puerta, saliendo de la curva cuatro:
Ve esas banderas a cuadros y escucha ese rugido.
Y la multitud enloquece.
Y la multitud enloquece.
Estás brillando como una superestrella, nena,
Y la multitud enloquece.
Tocaba en los bares de mala muerte, en los bares de carretera,
Un verdadero asombro; un cantante de ojos azules.
Con una guitarra roja alrededor de su cuello.
Pagando sus deudas muriéndose de hambre.
Pero le decía a su mamá cada vez que regresaba,
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