Everything's got to be Just how it has to be Or he won't play And I know that boy wants to Approach me and say All he's got to say Maybe he'll say it
Come to Me Come along, pretty baby Come along Come along, darling Come to me, be mine, lady I'll show you things you've never seen, oh, baby Come
[Intro:] My love is a stepping up(my love is a stepping up)I know My love is stepping up [Chorus:] It's growing, this love inside of me Oh and it's showing
It's late and light bulbs dim A million eyes await arise And I can't lift myself into that hole My presence hovers above The gutter waits below This ghost
The chosen ones With the punctured lungs, And all the rest With deflating breasts After long and dull debate Decided that it would be best To scatter
Rigid license severity To drain the cup of misery Put dirty water in their tea Join them to the armies What do the acts do they perform In institution
We can give love, give love ! And We gotta (we got) give love, give love ! And we better speak up, speak up ! Cause we just got one world to share And
A palace flophouse is the only place to be If you ever need any help Like if anyone's ever dead Like if anyone's ever dead She looked up to my face then
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drink up baby stay up all night the things you could do you wont but you might the potential you'll be that you'll never see the promises you'll only
i hope you don't go away i still have some nice things to do and say i don't laugh when i can i don't feel like a very good man but you, you know me well
The baby's sleeping in the crib up top And baby's sleeping above you You will lift him to the parking lot Your car is waiting there for you Your car is
men doing men thing times chewing candy and tabacco lines drinkin heart puned pints tossing nikels and dimes their lookin for an exit signs their lookin
It's all coming out now, oh no, what have I done? I spun my car out now, oh no, what have I done? I started a fire, I got out of a hole, you know. I
I'm making myself sick Trying to live with things you live with You're better than me Make haste go quick And get us used to the things we're stuck with
I, I was kidding about the mean things While we were sleeping He rushed in, he rushed in The fan stopped, the fan stopped Oh oh oh oh Flashlights and
I'm sorry, he brought us there, me crying in my underwear On the morning, of halloween like a story out of people magazine i drove home, and fell asleep
Hometown girls don't get love likek they should Hometown girls oh boy I wish they would Red and brown the colors they toss and turn Hurt and plow stomping