| Song | Highway 1 |
| Artist | Richard Elliot |
| Album | On The Town |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Elliot | |
| The Fireman - Highway | |
| Running through the nighttime | |
| And looking like a wreck | |
| Got too many highlights and a love bite on her neck | |
| Looking for some pay daddies who'll maybe come around | |
| Everybody's wondering | |
| What's that sound | |
| Highway | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Always | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Standing in the doorway of a little black shop | |
| Lifting up a pin light and ringing up a cop | |
| Running down the street | |
| Everybody sees | |
| What she's got is what she needs | |
| And what she loves is me | |
| Highway | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Always | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Highway | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Always | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Highway | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Highway | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Always | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Oh looking in the flowers | |
| Hang on me every hour | |
| Take me high and let me think | |
| Move me baby, move me away | |
| Everybody wondering why you're looking such a wreck | |
| Yeah | |
| Highway | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Always | |
| (Do ya, do ya, do ya) | |
| Everybody wondering why she didn't love me more | |
| They damn know what it self | |
| Somebody can move me | |
| Oh I'm feeling naked | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again |
| zuo ci : Elliot | |
| The Fireman Highway | |
| Running through the nighttime | |
| And looking like a wreck | |
| Got too many highlights and a love bite on her neck | |
| Looking for some pay daddies who' ll maybe come around | |
| Everybody' s wondering | |
| What' s that sound | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Standing in the doorway of a little black shop | |
| Lifting up a pin light and ringing up a cop | |
| Running down the street | |
| Everybody sees | |
| What she' s got is what she needs | |
| And what she loves is me | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Oh looking in the flowers | |
| Hang on me every hour | |
| Take me high and let me think | |
| Move me baby, move me away | |
| Everybody wondering why you' re looking such a wreck | |
| Yeah | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Everybody wondering why she didn' t love me more | |
| They damn know what it self | |
| Somebody can move me | |
| Oh I' m feeling naked | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again |
| zuò cí : Elliot | |
| The Fireman Highway | |
| Running through the nighttime | |
| And looking like a wreck | |
| Got too many highlights and a love bite on her neck | |
| Looking for some pay daddies who' ll maybe come around | |
| Everybody' s wondering | |
| What' s that sound | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Standing in the doorway of a little black shop | |
| Lifting up a pin light and ringing up a cop | |
| Running down the street | |
| Everybody sees | |
| What she' s got is what she needs | |
| And what she loves is me | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Oh looking in the flowers | |
| Hang on me every hour | |
| Take me high and let me think | |
| Move me baby, move me away | |
| Everybody wondering why you' re looking such a wreck | |
| Yeah | |
| Highway | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Always | |
| Do ya, do ya, do ya | |
| Everybody wondering why she didn' t love me more | |
| They damn know what it self | |
| Somebody can move me | |
| Oh I' m feeling naked | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again | |
| Words are getting higher | |
| Everybody fire | |
| Lord the sun is rising again |