Lyrics:
Love me or leave me and let me be lonely
You won't believe me that I love you only
I'd rather be lonely than happy with somebody else
You might
him
Ere will I go, they'd expect it of me
day, you'll be the girl of my dreams
Here's to the nights
I thought I'd never miss
Smiles that were taken for granted
And the taste of your last
spoken for them. Now tired of wasting our breath there will be no more talking. This is it, no second chances, take heed it's your last warning. You'd
You're breaking my heart 'cause you're leaving
You've fallen for somebody new
It isn't too easy believing
You'd leave after all we've been through
on crack
You've got the jack of hearts, so play your card
Dancing with Mr. D you and me
Pleasure spiked with pain, even more and again
Easy come easy
hang on to each blade
Forget the things I say to you
When I'm in a rage
Don't listen to the row I make
You'd better skip this page
I beg you...
a tree
And skin my knee
It's a boy's life
Chasin girls
With a slimy frog
Making houses out of Lincoln logs
Taking naps that I'd rather not
Eatin candy
a good guy
I'd rather be a bad guy, and look deep in your izeye
Before I see you dizeye
You can fetch a dolla, I love when I hear hoes holla
Pretty woman walking down the street
Pretty woman the kind I'd like to meet
Pretty woman I don't belive you it must be true
No one could look as good
And kiss the screen
I do remember
Methods of dance
The gender benders
In neon lights
We kiss the future
Let's kiss the rain
The slaves of D
I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I'd say that I had Spring fever
But I know it isn't Spring
I am
That kind of magic came today
Sent all this tragedy away
And all this time I thought we'd know
Everything we need to grow
My heart bleeds for you
a hod
Well, he had a bit of a timmlin' way
With a love for the liquor poor Tim was born
And to send him on his way each day,
He'd a drop of the craythur
don't know how I made it through
Thought sure I'd end up dead
[Chorus]
God rest his soul, and his broken heart
"Time has ticked a heaven 'round
But no one has a steady look at last
You go in the morning, the morn before light
Warm is the bed and my back where you'd lie
Slowly my
Lower the day-tune, while
They drove to seek wonders,
For thousands of miles
Lower the day-tune,
Why?
They hide into the dawn
[and I'd stay in
lit qu'on défait, n'a plus
Le goût du zan
À quoi bon
Les vies chiffon?
Les mots d'amour
Qui sont trop courts?
Moi, j'rêve en grand
Comme
like this before
Something's got a hold on me that won't let go
I believe I'd die if I only could
I sure feel strange, but I sure feel good
I said,
I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm
I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string
I'd say that I had Spring fever
But I know it isn't Spring
I am
Nous serons morts ce soir
D'avoir trop bravés les dards
Nous serons là ce soir
Invités par le hasard
Ouh yeah, parmi les nuages et les sirènes
petits riens ces petits tout
Ceux qu'on attend qui rendent fou
Au rythme du destin si l'on veut on obtient
Presque tout
Et si d'aventure on se
step a side
S-A-N-D-I-E-G-O
Fuckin bitches every day I'm at the studio
I carry my dagger
Somebody's becomin a cadver
I got the money to travel
I'd be rich as Rockefeller
Gold dust at my feet
On the sunny side of the street
Grab your street
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