All Revved up With No Place To Go Lyrics
| Song | All Revved up With No Place To Go |
| Artist | Meat Loaf |
| Album | Hits Out Of Hell |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Steinman | |
| Written：Jim Steinman Arranger：Jim Steinman/Todd Rundgren | |
| I was nothing but a lonely boy | |
| Looking out for something new | |
| And you were nothing but a lonely girl | |
| But you were something | |
| Something like a dream come true. | |
| I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block | |
| When I played my guitar | |
| I made the canyons rock, but | |
| Every Saturday Night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it's like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it's like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| In the middle of a steamy night | |
| I'm tossing in my sleep | |
| And in the middle of a red-eyed dream | |
| I see you coming | |
| Coming on to give it to me | |
| I was out on the prowl | |
| Down by the edge of the track | |
| And like a son of a jackal | |
| I'm the leader of the pack, but | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it's like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it's like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Oh baby I'm a hunter in the dark of the forest | |
| I've been stalking you and tracking you down | |
| Cruising up and down the main drag all night long | |
| We could be standing at the top of the world | |
| Instead of sinking further down in the mud | |
| You and me 'round about midnight | |
| You and me 'round about midnight | |
| Someone's got to draw first | |
| Draw first | |
| Someone's got to draw first blood | |
| Someone's got to draw first blood | |
| Ooh I got to draw first blood | |
| Ooh I got to draw first blood | |
| I was out on the prowl | |
| Down by the edge of the track | |
| And like a son of a jackal | |
| I'm the leader of the pack, but | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it's like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it's like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| I was nothing but a lonely all-American boy | |
| Looking out for something new | |
| And you were nothing but a all-American lonely girl | |
| But you were something like a dream come true. | |
| I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block | |
| And when I played my guitar | |
| I made the canyons rock, but | |
| But every Saturday Night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go |
| zuo ci : Steinman | |
| Written: Jim Steinman Arranger: Jim Steinman Todd Rundgren | |
| I was nothing but a lonely boy | |
| Looking out for something new | |
| And you were nothing but a lonely girl | |
| But you were something | |
| Something like a dream come true. | |
| I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block | |
| When I played my guitar | |
| I made the canyons rock, but | |
| Every Saturday Night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| In the middle of a steamy night | |
| I' m tossing in my sleep | |
| And in the middle of a redeyed dream | |
| I see you coming | |
| Coming on to give it to me | |
| I was out on the prowl | |
| Down by the edge of the track | |
| And like a son of a jackal | |
| I' m the leader of the pack, but | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Oh baby I' m a hunter in the dark of the forest | |
| I' ve been stalking you and tracking you down | |
| Cruising up and down the main drag all night long | |
| We could be standing at the top of the world | |
| Instead of sinking further down in the mud | |
| You and me ' round about midnight | |
| You and me ' round about midnight | |
| Someone' s got to draw first | |
| Draw first | |
| Someone' s got to draw first blood | |
| Someone' s got to draw first blood | |
| Ooh I got to draw first blood | |
| Ooh I got to draw first blood | |
| I was out on the prowl | |
| Down by the edge of the track | |
| And like a son of a jackal | |
| I' m the leader of the pack, but | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| I was nothing but a lonely allAmerican boy | |
| Looking out for something new | |
| And you were nothing but a allAmerican lonely girl | |
| But you were something like a dream come true. | |
| I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block | |
| And when I played my guitar | |
| I made the canyons rock, but | |
| But every Saturday Night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go |
| zuò cí : Steinman | |
| Written: Jim Steinman Arranger: Jim Steinman Todd Rundgren | |
| I was nothing but a lonely boy | |
| Looking out for something new | |
| And you were nothing but a lonely girl | |
| But you were something | |
| Something like a dream come true. | |
| I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block | |
| When I played my guitar | |
| I made the canyons rock, but | |
| Every Saturday Night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| In the middle of a steamy night | |
| I' m tossing in my sleep | |
| And in the middle of a redeyed dream | |
| I see you coming | |
| Coming on to give it to me | |
| I was out on the prowl | |
| Down by the edge of the track | |
| And like a son of a jackal | |
| I' m the leader of the pack, but | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Oh baby I' m a hunter in the dark of the forest | |
| I' ve been stalking you and tracking you down | |
| Cruising up and down the main drag all night long | |
| We could be standing at the top of the world | |
| Instead of sinking further down in the mud | |
| You and me ' round about midnight | |
| You and me ' round about midnight | |
| Someone' s got to draw first | |
| Draw first | |
| Someone' s got to draw first blood | |
| Someone' s got to draw first blood | |
| Ooh I got to draw first blood | |
| Ooh I got to draw first blood | |
| I was out on the prowl | |
| Down by the edge of the track | |
| And like a son of a jackal | |
| I' m the leader of the pack, but | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| Do ya know what it' s like | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| I was nothing but a lonely allAmerican boy | |
| Looking out for something new | |
| And you were nothing but a allAmerican lonely girl | |
| But you were something like a dream come true. | |
| I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block | |
| And when I played my guitar | |
| I made the canyons rock, but | |
| But every Saturday Night | |
| I felt the fever grow | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go | |
| All revved up with no place to go |
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