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Video Karaoke Houston, We Got a Problem - Luke Combs

Este tema es una versión de Houston, We Got a Problem, que popularizó Luke Combs

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Tempo: variable (alrededor de 72 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: FA♯m

La canción empieza a capella

Duración: 03:16 - Escuchar en: 01:32

Fecha de publicación: 2018
Géneros: Country, Rock, Pop, En inglés
Compositor original: Jonathan David Singleton, Luke Combs, Randy Montana

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Letra Houston, We Got a Problem

This is my kinda town
This is my kinda place
I wouldn't mind hangin' 'round
For more than just a couple days
I got a twelth floor room with a killer view of the empty astrodome
A tab at the bar downstairs but all I can think about is home
I got my new boots covered in red dirt a "Don't mess with Texas" T-shirt
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with missin' you
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
But I still feel like
I landed on the moon
'Cos it ain't got you
Houston, we got a problem
You should've seen nineteenth Street
You should've seen a midnight rodeo
The way them saloon doors swing
When they line dance to Copperhead Road
Something about the air down here that'll make you feel the way all them cowboys do
I wish I was an outlaw but all I can think about is you
I got my new boots covered in red dirt a "Don't mess with Texas" T-shirt
And a Lonestar postcard postmarked with missin' you
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
But I still feel like
I landed on the moon
'Cos it ain't got you
Houston, we got a problem
It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen
The coldest beer you'd ever drink
But I still feel like
I landed on the moon
'Cos it ain't got you
Houston, we got a problem
Houston, we got a problem
Houston, we got a problem

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