Wilson Phillips — Fueled for Houston lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Fueled for Houston" by Wilson Phillips.
Lyrics
I missed all my calls this morning
The coffee may still be burning
I’m in a yellow taxi racing down to LAX
Will you be next? I can’t wait.
I’m moving around, moving around (I'm ready baby)…
I’m on my way…
The jet is fueled for Houston
I’m coming for you, for you, for you, for you
I didn’t bring my enemies or my worries
I’m on my way to you
The pilot says we’re climbing
I can feel the engines burning
And it won’t be long 'til I get down to Texas yes
The Wild Wild West
I’m on my way. Movin’around
I’m ready baby… I’m on my way
Movin' at a real fast pace, don’t wanna slow down…
Movin' at a real fast pace, don’t wanna slow down…
Movin' at a real fast pace, don’t wanna slow down, 'til I see your face.
I’m ready baby…(Movin' around) I’m on my way… Aaaahhhh
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