Hey Craig McTavish, you gotta lot of hair on your head. But if you lose your balance, you just might end up dead. But if you wear a helmet you will be
: Hey Craig McTavish, you gotta lot of hair on your head. But if you lose your balance, you just might end up dead. But if you wear a helmet you will
So say one and so say all Say what you gotta say Or don't say nothing at all You been tossin' and turnin' through soft sticky nights While the Bronx
Oh Donna You made me stand up You made me sit down, Donna Sit down, Donna Sit down You made stand up Donna waiting by the telephone Donna waiting
I went to a party at the local county jail All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail But the guys were indiscreet They were brawling in
I looked in the mirror (What did you see looking at you?) I saw a nine stone weakling (What will you do?) Dynamic Tension waiting for you? Dynamic
Johnny don't do it Johnny don't do it Johnny don't do it Johnny don't do it Johnny was an angel An angel dressed in black He used to hang around
I got me a job on the local paper Everybody there thinks I'm nice But they'd better look twice `Cos it isn't me I wanna be Headline hustler Scandal
Ships don't just disappear in the night Do they? People don't really die of fright Do they? We all know it just ain't so So don't be afraid when
Nobody sends me birthday cards Nobody brings me flowers I'm just here for operations I've been out for hours When I come to I'll wet my bed `Cos
Hum drum days And a hum drum ways Hey kids, let me tell you how I met your mom We were dancin' and romancin' at the Senior Prom It was no infatuation
One fine day I started writing home One finds It's so hard To make it It's gotta be the right time It's gotta be the right kind line It's gotta
Riding on my Trident with my cycle slut Going up to Scouse land but the town was shut Gonna ride the ferry to the Isle of Man Gonna ride the TT gonna
I'm not in love So don't forget it It's just a silly phase I'm going through And just because I call you up Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got
Thank you for the gift The freedom to wonder In search of the light Are we gonna let it shine Forgiveness is the key The perfect emotion Will you show
See the monkey peel the onion See the monkey cry He can feel his tears are flowin' But he don't know why He continues peeling faster 'Til the onion is
Deep in the night I can hear you calling my name How can I try to help you woman If you go on hiding your pain Baby, Baby, the tears on your pillow are