I could stick around and get along with you, hello.. It doesn't really mean that I'm into you, hello.. You're alright but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the party..
I could stick around and get along with you, hello.. It doesn't really mean that I'm into you, hello.. You're alright but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the party..
I could stick around and get along with you, hello.. It doesn't really mean that I'm into you, hello.. You're alright but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the party..
I could stick around and get along with you, hello.. It doesn't really mean that I'm into you, hello.. You're alright but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the party..
I could stick around and get along with you, hello.. It doesn't really mean that I'm into you, hello.. You're alright but I'm here, darling, to enjoy the party..
Here we are, the two of us together. Don't know where we end or where we start. Been through so many stages. But we're on two different pages. Maybe we're just better off apart.
Oh la la!. Oh la la!. Hot Couture!. Hot Couture!. Hot Couture!. Hot couture serving hot couture!. Oh la la!. . Put the bass in my face. Now I'm ready for the beat.
Sometimes I cry for you. Sometimes I die for you. Sometimes my mind breaks through. With you. . Sometimes I hide my tears. Sometimes I praise them real.
Someday, I will be something to believe in. A little faith, a little feeling. Have it all, have it all. Somehow, I'll get myself out of this town. I close my eyes and I'm there now.
They, the people. Done like your dinner. . Taping fur to your back. does not make you a werewolf. . Just like dying dads,. or already dead dads. . Chance must be systematically explored.
It's easy to replace in the name of progress. It's easy to replace in the name of progress. Wink wink, nudge nudge.. . Obsolete fuel, so lobbyists pull an alternative mule.
Dear Mr. So and So. Wait until it's over. Nothing is King now. and Nothing's getting older. . That jerk lives like. a missle with. his pecker (in) one hand and.
Never ride the lonely road, above all, at sundown. For dusk is when the little men melt into the mountains. Melt into the mountains. Melt into the mountains.
I can see them teardrops turn to ice. There's a storm coming. Cutting through the walls of her paradise. Hear them angels singing. They're singing. Sad songs.
Do you remember?. I was your heroine. Wasted forever. Now I'm coming around (I"m. I was moving up. You were going down. Never gonna stop. A king without a crown.
I don't mind being alone. Keep myself to myself. I walk the streets in the rain. And keep my head down. . 'Cause I've been brokenhearted. And maybe I'm guilty of the same.