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The Delevantes
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Pocketful Of Diamonds
Lyricist:Michael Owen Delevante, Robert V., Jr. Delevante
Grabbed his card punched on out just about nine o'clock Ran out the door, and into the parking lot Gunned the engine of his '59 Chevrolet Apache truck Left a little rubber at Sears & Roebuck Down-shifted, passed a Camaro, made a left at the light Headed down the boulevard headed for Friday night
Pocketful of diamonds, a pocketful of diamonds And wings on both of my heels Close your eyes, make a wish, count on up to three Open them up now can't you see All I've got is all you need
Hit the brakes up on the curb leaned into the horn Mary shouted I'll be right down from the window on the second floor Her momma yelled, 'Get home early, I don't care if it's Friday night' She ran down the walk laughing, 'We'll be home before it's light' Headed out to the Palomino, best jukebox around To forget about the last five days and get a little loud Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Pocketful of diamonds, a pocketful of diamonds And wings on both of my heels Close your eyes, make a wish, count on up to three Open them up now can't you see All I've got is all you need
Reached in his pocket, he pulled out a handful of lint Laughed right out loud as he tossed it into the wind Up above in the sky strings of party lights Old Hank Ballard, bless his soul, made them dance night Ain't it funny, what a lark how far you can go When you've got a pocketful of diamonds the world is made of gold
Pocketful of diamonds, a pocketful of diamonds And wings on both of my heels Close your eyes, make a wish, count on up to three Open them up now can't you see All I've got is all you need
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