Well, he’s standin’ at her door, his hat in his hand
Hopin’ she will answer, but he hasn’t even planned
What he’ll say or what he’ll ask
Forgot the flowers and the flask
And all he’s got is a feelin’ he doesn’t understand
Pity the poor fella
Ridin’ with the radio runnin’
He remembers the songs of the days long gone
That kept his engine runnin’
Well the motor cooled down and the heat went down
But the hits just keep on comin’
Just keep on comin’
It began when he was young though he isn’t vеry old
The story’s so familiar, the tale so oftеn told
How his dreams became illusions
And what was clear is now confusin’
Seems he’s always in his car headin’ on home
Pity the poor fella
Ridin’ with the radio runnin’
He remembers the songs of the days long gone
That kept his engine runnin’
Well the motor cooled down and the heat went down
But the hits just keep on comin’
Just keep on comin’
Ohhh
There’s a light in the hallway, a WELCOME on the mat
Will she lead him to her parlor, will her smile say “relax”?
Or will he soon be in his car headin’ on home?
Pity the poor fella
Ridin’ with the radio runnin’
He remembers the songs of the days long gone
That kept his engine runnin’
Well the motor cooled down and the heat went down
But the hits just keep on comin’
Just keep on comin’
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Far Cry Lyrics – The Hits Just Keep On Coming