paroles de chanson Don't Look Back (Studio Outtake - 1977) - Bruce Springsteen

Cold rain running down the front of my shirt
I'm flat on my back, wheels in the dirt
Angel makes her face up out on Baker Street
She's straddling the shifter in my front seat
There's nothing to lose, it's a heartbreak, the deck's stacked
So put your foot to the floor and darling don't look back

We're making night tracks through the blazing rain
Blowing pistons working the fast lane
Red line burning, pocket's full of cash
Angel writes her name in lipstick on my dash
There's nothing to lose, it's a bad way but baby we're backed
Tonight we'll blow off their doors and honey we won't look back

We held it in our hearts in the pouring rain
We made it through the heart of a hurricane
We tore it apart and put it together again
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh

Well angel, won't you believe in love for me
Come on and meet me tonight, darling, out in the street
We'll move with the city in the dark
You gotta walk it, talk it, in your heart

There's nothing to lose, it's a heartache, the deck's stacked
So put your foot to the floor, darling
Tonight we'll blow off their doors, baby
We're gonna even the score, and honey we won't look back

Whoa-oh, oh-uh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh, uh-oh
I don't look back
Oh baby don't look back
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh baby don't look back
No, no, no, no, no
I baby don't look
Don't look, don't look
Don't look, don't look
Don't look, don't look
Don't look, don't look
Don't look, don't look
Don't look, don't look
Don't look, don't look
Don't look, don't look
Don't look back