Youre over me. You forgot to tell me. And I am yours completely. But that dont mean a hill of beans. . For as you lay right next to me. Your heart has done hit the street.
Procedure shows that the ginger would. Can you hold her and the passed down mud. She is bowing in wind. A row of miles of to Brooklyn again. Limpin' out of the womb.
Procedure shows that the ginger would. Can you hold her and the passed down mud. She is bowing in wind. A row of miles off to Brooklyn again. . Limpin' out of the womb.
Belligerent and bruised. Stumblin' behind you. Shallow and bent. Full of contempt. Twisted around and rude. . So won't you kiss me, kiss me. Kiss me or I will cry.
If you choose me over him. Ill make you proud, Ill make you grin. Ill write a poem about your smile. . Ill buy you hats 'cause I dig your style. Ill tell all my buddies how good you kiss.
I once knew a killer named Lenny Laure. He had lost four fingers, he had faded tattoos. I asked him one day to whom do killers pray. He said to me as he looked away.
I wish I was your dog 'cause you treat him better. And he'd be proud to share me with. Your mother, brother or your sister. . You'd give me hugs when you were sad.
I met a hippy chick. I snick her into bed. Didn't think youd ever know. Didn't think you were coming home. I saw the devil dressed up as a doll. . You woke me with a kick.
Wash my brain, wash my brain. Release me from this shame. And wash my brain. . Rose print underwear. Curly, curly blond, blond hair. You shine like a dandy lion.