I'm gonna call up some of my buddies and a few of the ladies I know. I'm gonna rent a hall and get them all and put on a heck of a show. Make sure we got a kitchen, with a oven and a stove.
You got a lotta nerve. To say you are my friend. When I was down. You just stood there grinning. . You got a lotta nerve. To say you gotta helping hand to lend.
I used to wake up in the morning. I used to feel so bad. I got so sick of having sleepless nights. I went and told my dad. . He said, "Son now here's some little something".
Oh, yeah. Side by side. I'll be yours forever. Yes I will. Rain or shine. Any kind of weather. Any kind. . There isn't anything. I wouldn't do for you.
Peeping, peeping, peeping tom. Peeping, peeping, peeping tom. Peeping, peeping, peeping tom. Everywhere you go he's just peeping tom. Tom on the cow, tom on the mule.
Drove around till five 'o clock. It was drivers day, I drove the driver away. Now I must speed up, get up, wipe up, everything I've got. Wanna hit the pretty ice in my big city with my big cliches.
She ain't as beautiful as me, but she's as beautiful as she can be. She ain't as cold as she want but she wants it to boil. She ain't as cold as she can be, don't you see.
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I roll the window down. and then begin to breathe ... in. the darkest country road. and the strong scent of evergreen. from the passenger seat as. you are driving me home.
I've got a pocket full of pretty green -. I'm gonna put it in the fruit machine -. I'm gonna put it in the juke box -. It's gonna play all the records in the hit parade -.
- Lyrics and music by Jonathan Richman. . Swinging on the back poarch. Jumping off a big wall. Pablo's feeling better now. Hanging by his fingernails.
Elope with me Miss Private and we'll sail around the world. I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl. How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?.
Man came to the door, I say ["For whom were you lookin'?"]. Says ["Your wife."] I say, ["She's busy in the kitchen cookin'."]. Po' boy, where you been?.
Listen. Be what you wanna be. Do what you wanna do. It's your life. It's your life, it's your world. Well this is Texas alongside Suncycle. Dynamite, Yeah.
tonight there isn't any light under your door. I guess you must be somewhere breathing. where skin and everything still know what they are for. and blood remembers where to go.
Aw, get on it. . I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia. California on my mind. I straddled that Greyhound and rode him into Raleigh. And on across Caroline.
It hangs above my altar. Like they hung Him from a cross. I keep one in my wallet. For the times I feel lost. In a wooden frame with splinters. Where my family kneels to pray.
they tied off your arms. with all their pretty charms. and the same bad lines. that always get you. and you hate the way. they wash you down. and summer hums heavy now....
I need perspective 'cos I'm facing the wall. I need perspective 'cos I'm not that tall. I need perspective heard the trumpet call. Don't trust my eyes want to know where things fall.