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Diamond Rio

Genres: Country

Is That Asking Too Much Lyrics - Diamond Rio

Some people say there's no American dream 

I hear them talking but they don't say a thing 

I still believe you've got to give it to get 

Baptize your every aspiration in sweat 

I vow my head each night and roll up my sleeves 

'Cause buddy it's a long hard road to Easy Street 

Where all the cars go 

 

Fast, fast, fast 

When you step on the gas, gas, gas 

Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road 

I want a great big house on the hill 

Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills 

Givin' me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known 

 

Is that asking too much 

Am I over the line 

Am I way out of touch 

Tell me am I losing my mind 

I know I won't never get enough 

Is that asking too much 

 

I've never been accused of dreaming too small 

I never saw no shame in wanting it all 

I guess that's just the curse of being born poor 

No matter what you got you always want more 

Everybody wants a lot, a little inside 

I'm not the only one with hungry eyes 

That wants a car that goes 

 

Fast, fast, fast 

When you step on the gas, gas, gas 

Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road 

I want a great bid house on the hill 

Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills 

Man, givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known 

 

Is that asking too much 

Am I over the line 

Am I way out of touch 

Tell me am I losing my mind 

I know I won't never get enough 

Is that asking too much 

 

I just wanna go fast, fast, fast 

When I step on the gas, gas, gas 

Nobody else is gonna pass me up going down the road 

I want a great big house on the hill 

Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills 

Man givin me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known 

When I step on the gas, gas, gas 

You know I wanna go fast, fast, fast 

Nobody better ever pass me up going down the road 

I gotta build me a house on the hill 

Every pocket full of hundred dollar bills 

Man, givin' me a thrill, thrill, thrill I ain't never known 

Now is that asking too much 

Are you remember?



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