The Rolling Stones - Route 66 (Instrumental) | Текст песни

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If you ever plan to motor west,
just take my way
Its the highway ain't that the best --
Get your kicks on Route 66.

Well It winds from Chicago to LA,
More than two thousand miles all the way.
Get your kicks on Route 66.

Now you go through Saint Luis, down to Missouri,
Oklahoma City is oh so pretty.
You see Amarillo,
Gallup, New Mexico,
Flagstaff, Arizona.
Don't forget Winona,
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernandino.

Won't you get hip to this timely tip
When you make that California trip Get your kicks on Route 66.

Break it down now

Now you go through Saint Luis, down to Missouri,
Oklahoma City is oh so pretty.
You see Amarillo,
Gallup, New Mexico,
Flagstaff, Arizona.
Don't forget Winona,
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernandino.

Won't you get hip to this timely tip
I think you'll take that California trip

Get your kicks on Route 66.

Get your kicks on Route 66.

Get your kicks on Route 66.

Where we goin next?

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