Donna Summer - Slide Over Backwards

Oh Lord Ride over backwards Ride over backwards Ride over backwards Ride over backwards I was just a little girl A-making my own way 16 years or more I had Nothing left to say I raised myself up almost Lived on po'boys too New Orleans ain't a place to live If you never been to school And I said Ride over backwards Slide over backwards Ride over backwards Let me ride People gotta tell you Slide over backwards Slide over backwards Ride over backwards Let me ride Daddy was a working man He worked since he was 5 He dropped his wings on my train one day And never learned to fly I wonder what it takes to be Someone who knows why The earth ain't round Unless you can Teach yourself to fly And I said Ride over backwards Slide over backwards Slide over backwards Let me ride People gotta tell you Slide over backwards Slide over backwards (Sometimes you gotta be free) Slide over backwards Let me ride Some days in a lifetime you gotta be strong Some days in lifetime you gotta be brave Dig on your knees sometimes Sometimes you even gotta pray Lord what it is what it is Sometimes I feel like I'm going down, going down Going down for the very last time Oh don't know what it is, don't know what it is Sometimes I feel like going down Deep in my heart I pray Ride over backwards