Bryan Adams - So Happy It Hurts

Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa

Driving down Trans-Canada One
Top down, I got the radio on
Alright
We're gonna get there tonight
A little closer every bend in the road
Motor running, think I'm gonna explode
Alright
I got you in my sights

Blacktop burning underneath my wheels
It's crazy how I feel

I'm so happy it hurts
I'm so happy it hurts
I'm so glad it's outrageous
I'm so happy it hurts
That stupid grin on my face
Must be some kind of curse
You put a spell on me, baby (whoa)
I'm so happy it hurts (whoa, whoa)

The sun is shining, there ain't no more rain
Step on the gas and forget all the pain
Let it go
Out on the open road
Rocky Mountains in the rearview mirror
I can't wait 'til I get there
Alright
I'm gonna drive all night

Been around the world, there ain't much I've missed
But I ain't felt nothing like this

I'm so happy it hurts
I'm so happy it hurts
I'm so glad it's outrageous
I'm so happy it hurts
That stupid grin on my face
Must be some kind of curse
You put your spell on me, baby (whoa)
I'm so happy it hurts (whoa, whoa)
Oh

Whoa, whoa
Whoa

I'm so happy it hurts
I'm so happy it hurts
I'm so glad it's outrageous
You know, I think it's contagious
That stupid grin on my face (whoa)
Must be some kind of curse (whoa)
You put a spell on me, baby (whoa)
I'm so happy it hurts (whoa)

I'm so happy it hurts (whoa)
I'm so happy it hurts (whoa, whoa)

Written by:
Bryan Adams, Gretchen Peters

Publisher:
Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.

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