Ben Raleigh - Medley: Born To Be Wild/ Teen Angel/ Tell Laura I Love Her/ Strange Things Happen lyrics

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Ben Raleigh - Medley: Born To Be Wild/ Teen Angel/ Tell Laura I Love Her/ Strange Things Happen lyrics

You don't, by any chance, I know these other guys in the band have one, if there's a cowboy hat here, I'd like to borrow it and then I could sing this last country song I know anyhow. If anybody's got one. Anyone got one out there? I'll give it back. Promise. No urban cowpies out there, huh? That's all right, too. Seriously if anybody's got a cowboy hat I'll give it right back You wanna motorcycle helmet? You gotta motorcycle helmet out there? You really do? Can I borrow it for a second? It's real easy to hear with this thing on. Another hole in the bottom of the sea. Now the only thing to play with this thing is a song, we gotta play a vehicular song. Now, Lincoln Park Pirates is about tow trucks, this is a motorcycle helmet, you gotta do this song: Get your motor runnin' Head out on the highway Lookin' for adventure Or what ever comes our way Yeah, gotta go make it happen Take the world in a love embrace Fire all of your guns at once And explore into space Thunderbolt and lightning Heavy metal thunder Feelin' what we're feelin' That feeling that we're under Yeah, gotta go make it happen The world in a love embrace Fire all of your (gibberish) Explode into space Like a true nature's child We were born, born to be wild Born so wild, never wanna ever die Born to be wild Gotta be another motorcycle song somewhere in here Ah yeah! That Friday night the car was stalled On the railroad track I pulled you out and we were safe But you went running back Teen angel Can you hear me? Teen angel Can you see me? Are you somewhere up above? Am I still your one true love? I'll never know just what it was That took your life that night They say they found my high school ring Clutched in your fingers tight There's one that's better than this, here it is Laura and Johnny were lovers He wanted to give her everything Candy, flowers But most of all, a wedding ring He saw a sign for a stock car race Thousand dollar prize it read He couldn't get Laura on the phone So to her mother, Johnny said: Tell Laura I love her Tell Laura I need her Tell Laura I may be late I've got something to do that cannot wait He drove his car to the fairgrounds He was the youngest driver there The gun went off for the start of the race Around they drove at a deadly pace No one knows what happened that day How his car overturned in flames But as they pulled him from the twisted wreck With his dying breath they heard him say Tell Laura I love her Tell Laura I need her Tell Laura not to cry My love for her will never die Now in the chapel where Laura prayed For Johnny who pa**ed away It was just where Laura lived and died Alone in the chapel she could hear him cry: Laura, you b**h Tell Laura I love her Tell Laura I need her Tell Laura not to cry Now, folks, while we're on the subject of dead girl songs, I only know one other dead girl song and I know I'll never have the chance to sing it again, so I'll beg your indulgence, here it is: Last night at the dance I met Laurie So lovely and warm, an angel of a girl Last night, I fell in love with Laurie Strange things happen in this world As I walked her home, she said it was her birthday I pulled her close and said "Will I see you any more?" And suddenly, she asked for my sweater And said that she was very, very cold I kissed her good night at her door and started home Then thought about my sweater and went right back instead I knocked at the door and a man appeared I told him why I'd come and then he said: "Your wrong son, you weren't with my daughter How could you be so cruel to come to me this way My Laurie left this world on her birthday She died a year ago today." Undaunted, our hero plunges on A strange force drew me to the graveyard Then I looked and saw my sweater Lying there upon her grave And now the understatement of the year: Strange things happen in this world

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