song She said you make me better boy I just mailed you a letter boy And oh so you know I'm still in your sweater boy He said girl don't be hurt I've sweat
ll travel round the world, to see this love through. Oh well whatever, you and me and that RED SWEATER. Oh well whatever, you and me and that RED SWEATER
love your eyes. I no longer love your eyes. I no longer love the color of your sweaters. I no longer love it. I no longer love the color of your sweaters
the spring and all its storms I think the summer?s far too warm Just give me autumn and a mild winter I?m talking sweater weather, I long for sweater
talking: i like to call this little number striped sweater singing: the best time to wear a striped sweater is all the time one with a collar turtle
be the best I'm so stoked, take it easy bra'" I'm me, me be Goddamn, I am I can, sing and Hear me, know me If you wanted to destroy my sweater Hold
A day without you seems like a year or two What am I gonna do to get you back My fault fairweather friend that we're not together Put on your old blue sweater
we talked all night And I wait for her to come back to me The girl in the orange sweater The girl in the orange sweater And when I close my eyes I see
better All because of that shitty brown sweater Thitty little sweater causing too much pain Hung it in the closet never wear it again No disrespect to my grandpa But this sweater
with rulers Disciplining munchkin cretins. Tortured munchkins, tortured munchkins I wish irish catholic victims. Little green scratchy sweaters, Little
your autumn sweater we could slip away wouldn't that be better? me with nothing to say and you in your autumn sweater you in your autumn sweater you in your autumn sweater
Long ago just you and me But you traded up to eat eat eat Packing on those Kilograms Aren't Kilograms just like pounds? That keester is sure filling out
But I don't wanna go home where they all stare at me Cause I'm tattoed, and fired up, and drunk, and obscene You wear your religion like a War Sweater
In a sweater poorly knit and an unsuspecting smile Little Moses drifts downstream in the Nile A fumbling reply, an awkward, rigid laugh And I'm carried
Do you like my tight sweater? See how it fits my body Do you like my tight sweater?
