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Well, the boy in the barber still talks about you Crows like he knew you so well You kissed him so dizzy, he fell on the floor Landed right under your spell And you live in an ol' blue Camaro That your dad used to drive on the town It's sure seen a lot more than he ever did Still runs like hell on the ground Rolling on easy Rolling on through Leaving this strange town Memories of you Rolling on easy Rolling on through It's easy to say, harder to stay Tell me, what's calling you? Well, you talk about places and people you know Fancy and free, just like you You worked as a fan of a travelling band And sure learnt a thing or two These days, yeah, you always keep moving around From the backstreets down to the shores You say it's a whole lot of world for a whole lot of girl SongtexteAnd the road doesn't ask me for more Rolling on easy Rolling on through Leaving this strange town Memories of you Rolling on easy Rolling on through It's easy to say, harder to stay Tell me, what's calling you? Rolling on easy Rolling on through It's easy to say, harder to stay Tell me, what's calling you? It's easy to say, harder to stay Tell me, what's calling you? Aus Songtexte Mania