You want to scream and shout my little flaxen lout
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over
She sleeps with the shirt of a late, great country »
Hurry Down Doomsday (The Bugs Are Taking Over)
So Like Candy [Warner #1]
by Elvis Costello
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another book
You want to scream and shout my little flaxen lout
Hurry down Doomsday the bugs are taking over
She sleeps with the shirt of a late, »
Hurry Down Doomsday (The Bugs Are Taking Over) [Unplugged Version]
Mighty Like a Rose [Expanded]
by Elvis Costello
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Charlie was a loafer, Charlie was a lout, huh
But Charlie was the only bloke she ever cared about.
Each night when she's alone, Charlie's there »
Charlie's Watching
We're Mad!: The Anthology
by Toy Dolls
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at the bar, drugs in the loo
I entered Jekyll and came out Hyde
Mister Chevignon's inside
Bouncers Bimbos Lager louts
Zombie dancefloor bugging out
Ball »
House Arrest
Megatop Phoenix
by Big Audio Dynamite
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in it
Am I in it
Driving I was thinking
You're my flat tire
You gonna crash you stupid lout
You're reckless you're spinning out
And too fast »
Too Fast Driving
Cake and Pie
by Lisa Loeb
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Sitting with my toy room lout
Polishing my precious china
Don't you know I'm an animal
But don't you know I can't stand up steady
But you can't show me »
Hand in Hand
This Year's Model
by Elvis Costello
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of innocence is beckoning
Night storms to lout
This is a long life
Hey now »
Good Morning Night
Twelve Small Steps, One Giant Disappointment
by Bad Astronaut
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louts and clowns
Hello there
How are you?
Pee off!
Quiet!
Look, honest
Really
Lies
Quiet!
How lovely!
How charming!
Horrible
Quiet! »
Quiet
Do It Yourself
by Ian Dury & the Blockheads
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I been wired since I can't remember when
You seen me out, most every night with a dissipated grin
All my life I been labeled boob and lout
But now »
If You Think I'm Crazy Now (You Should Have Seen Me When I Was a Kid)
The Essential Keith Whitley
by Keith Whitley
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organs,
And brown, black, white skin.
Poor skeleton you lout,
Don't you think that we might,
Like to have been asked to join in?
For good »
Poor Skeleton Steps Out
Oranges & Lemons
by XTC
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A lout, that's the way
Things are
If you name me a street
Then I'll name you a bar
And I'll walk right through Hell
Just to buy you a jar »
More Pricks Than Kicks
Crock of Gold
by The Popes
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I been wired since I can't remember when
You seen me out, most every night with a dissipated grin
All my life I been labeled loob and lout
But now I »
If You Think I'm Crazy Now
Hard Act to Follow
by Keith Whitley
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into sniveling louts
They're pleading for mercy and freedom
I say throw all those hooligans out! »
Justice Don't Be Slow
Slow Flux
by Steppenwolf
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costing me a packet
Quiet! persistent louts and clowns
Hello there, How are you?
Pee off!
Quiet!
(sweet trips)
Look, honest? Really?
Lies
Quiet! »
Quiet
Essex Boy: An Introduction to Ian Dury
by Ian Dury
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A silly pseudo lager lout
With nothing much to shout about
Spent hours looking in the mirror
Trying to perfect the perfect pout
Now take »
Big Boy on a Saturday Night
Titanic Days
by Kirsty MacColl
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his shrine to IKEA
Away from the shouts and the louts and the girls
With the over painted pouts
And the queers and the dykes and the kids in their box »
Lost
Overtones
by Just Jack
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now it's gone
My daddy was in nicosea, egypt and north korea
He came back to a good career, shovelling coal
I was just the village lout I never got my »
Short Memories
Burning Questions
by Graham Parker
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She's in her dressing gown, Billy's breaking down the bedroom door
[Chorus:]
POT... POT BELLY BILL: A Big fat dirty lout
A pig & a layabout
POT... POT »
Pot Belly Bill
The History 1979-1996
by Toy Dolls
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someone else
Then I step into the room
With plans to stay accept the doom
I'm not about to lose my cool
I'm just the lout to play the fool
Leaves fall »
Leaves of Fate
Dead Flowers, Bottles, Bluegrass, and Bones
by Swingin' Utters
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strange
I'm a bumpkin, I'm a lout
Some day I know
I'll put my pipe aside and hit the road
However far away I have to go
To find my girl with green »
Victoria
The Snake
by Shane MacGowan & the Popes
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alone, yea, I'm guilty of that crime. "Wanderlust" my ass, I'm a selfish boorish lout. Always try to complicate, talking the easy way out. Can't make up »
You Can Never Go Back Home
No Gimmicks Needed
by Kill Your Idols
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and the louts that dampen down the day
[Chorus]
We braved the cold November air and the undertaker's curses
Saying "take me to the Folies Bergere »
Tokyo Storm Warning
Girls Girls Girls
by Elvis Costello
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you are you, I am me, he was he
[Chorus]
This love can't go unspoken
You got me wishing, hoping
You must let your judge lout
we've been »
How Deep is Your Love
The Life
by Ginuwine
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Camembert
You're a rose, you're Inferno's Dante
You're the nose on the great Durante
I'm a lazy lout who's just about to stop
But if, baby, I'm »
Youre the Top
Ella Salutes Cole Porter and Rodgers & Hart
by Ella Fitzgerald
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you in Wembley
We'll do it you in pubs
We're the scotish louts larking about
Here come your rats
Crua Chan lad »
Crua Chan
After Chabón
by Sumo
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