Whoa-ooh!. Chocolate drop. . I got a long tall woman. They all call, the chocolate drop. I've got a long tall woman. We all call, the chocolate drop. She's a long tall woman.
It can kill from any distance but you never see it strike. There isn't any warning, no blinding flash of light. It hits you when your back's turned or when your eyes are closed.
I find it hard sometimes to say the way that I feel. I do the very things I hate to do. I act like a child and I'm afraid of what is real. And so I try to cover up the truth.
She wore a low-cut black satin dress. Slit up the front and down the back. She wore black high-heeled shoes. With laces that went up her ankles. . She wore black velvet gloves.
He was born in Brooklyn. And grew up in the Church of Rome. There was a girl there who loved him and had faith. He loved her like a madman, he loved her like a fool.
Somewhere between Never Neverland and Wonderland. In a land called Never Wonderland. There lived a beautiful wealthy young divorce. With a checkered past and a bad memory.
She was born in the back of a thirty four Ford. And raised in a foster home. Her guardian made sexual connection with her. Before she was even grown. .
I am not important. I am a broken man. Throw myself on your mercy. You who have wronged me. . I built my life in vainglory. I lost sight of the light.
Born in captivity. Born in captivity. Born in captivity. We're all born in captivity. Born in captivity. . They make you stand in line for the first grade.
Stevie, don't you let her go. Don't you have the sense to know. The love you're leavin'. If you let her walk away. Loneliness is gonna take. Away your meanin'.
You've been hurt before, lost many wars. And you realize the danger you're in without Him in your heart. To make a new start, you're taking a chance you'll get hurt again.
It can kill from any distance but you never see it strike. There isn't any warning, no blinding flash of light. It hits you when your back's turned or when your eyes are closed.
I find it hard sometimes to say the way that I feel. I do the very things I hate to do. I act like a child and I'm afraid of what is real. And so I try to cover up the truth.
She wore a low-cut black satin dress. Slit up the front and down the back. She wore black high-heeled shoes. With laces that went up her ankles. . She wore black velvet gloves.
He was born in Brooklyn. And grew up in the Church of Rome. There was a girl there who loved him and had faith. He loved her like a madman, he loved her like a fool.
Somewhere between Never Neverland and Wonderland. In a land called Never Wonderland. There lived a beautiful wealthy young divorcee. With a checkered past and a bad memory.
She was born in the back of a thirty four Ford. And raised in a foster home. Her guardian made sexual connection with her. Before she was even grown. When she was fifteen she fell in love.