Lyrics:
explain it don't understand it
I hadn't ever felt like this before
Now that funny feeling has me amazed
I don't know what to do my head's in a haze
back your head
And kiss it all goodbye
It's a perfect day for getting old
Forgetting all your worries
Life
And everything that makes you cry
more days. Only two more days, Johnny, two more days.
The mainsail is up and the spinnaker's out. Away, Rio!
We'll head for Cape Horn and then pull her
my head
I'm gonna give in, I'll never change my mind
I feel it now tonight is the night
And why should I try to resist
When it's calling out
in her ass, like a pimp's supposed to do
But instead of goin' 'upside da head'
You bought her a 5 karat wit your bread
And then she went and gave
that label
Sniffed so much 'caine, the bitch got able
Put the switch on, directed my cable
Splash! What head work and what ass
Bitch stop my dick
like Pepe Le Pew
(You filthy, nasty, sick in the head
Sitting in my dressing room with dick on ya' brain)
She said "I want you to climb in this
toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin' to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa
felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder
Spinnin' my head around and taking my body under
Oh, what a night
Oh, I, I got a funny feeling when she
riding through the woods and took her by the hand"
The boss he lay back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future
and fight, or you break and run
You went and lost, your lovely head
For a drink of wine, and a crust of bread
It's a long road, it's a long and narrow way
If I
heard a word I've said?
Look at him in the mirror dreaming
What is happening in his head?
Listening to you, I get the music
Gazing at you, I get
But how do I make you
How do I make you
How do I make you feel for me?
You put your head on my pillow and you're fast asleep
But how do I make you
Burnin' like a red hot meter.
(Whistles)
What a walk
C'mon mouth and talk that talk.
You know I couldn't make a sound
My head was goin' round
I
so I can be with my man
Cigarette smoker
Hollow mumbling joker
I've always got a story to tell, yeah
Hard fast drinker
With a good head swinger
the highway!
Well I'm not wiped out by this poolroom life I'm livin'
I'm gonna quit this job, and go to school, and head back home
(head back home)
Now I'm
the highway!
Well I'm not wiped out by this poolroom life I'm livin'
I'm gonna quit this job, and go to school, and head back home
(head back home)
Now I'm
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I
me when you eat and drink.
I must be mad thinking I'll be remembered.
Yes, I must be out of my head.
Look at your blank faces. My name will mean
Away in a manger, no crib for his bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay
The little Lord
Masquerade! Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you
Masquerade! Burning glances, turning heads
Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around
These hands
You can hold them all night if you want to
And these lips
Won't mind your kisses
No they don't care
You can lay your head on my
toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is comin' to town
And curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too
Santa
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