As i pulled in outside of the small motel she was there
And so i walked up to her
Asked where i could get something to eat and she showed me where
Oh i was only twenty four hours from Tulsa
One day away from your arms
The jukebox started to play
And night time turned into day
24 Hours from Tulsa
(Bachrach/ David)
Gene Pitney
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Christian Ward
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