Hello, my little pretty. My, don't we look yuck. Come here!. . You spend all day picking out your dress. I like you dirty, when you're hair is a mess.
You, me. Understand. Shake my hand. Last chance, little man. Ain't it grand. It's a bargain, it's a steal. 30 pieces of silver. And a deal's a deal. .
No tricks. Up my sleeve. I kicked the downs. And now I'm clean. No shakes. Up my spine. I beat the speed and I. Dumped the wine. No tracks. That was yesterday.
I got a job in Atlanta in a mall playing Santa. Not because of any talent but because I was the. only one the suit would fit. Everybody shopping, little sticky kids were hopping.
Hey you out there in outer space. You're lookin' at some style and grace. The blood and gutty human race. Well, come on down here to meet us. . And all you sightings up there in the sky.
If I should find myself in blackest night,. And fear is stabbin' me all over,. A tiny prayer cracks the dark with light,. And I here sounds behind my wall..
Be an Arab, Be a Jew. Be a boxing kangaroo. Beat yourself all black and blue. I don't care. . Be a bleeder, Be a Cancer. A hemophiliac romancer. Be a crippled disco dancer.
I wake up every morning, Six o'clock, I'm right on time. I eat a low fat breakfast, I tie a perfect tie. I kiss the wife, I hug the kids, I pat the dogs and cats.
When I was a boy. I never played with toys. Never had a friend. Never laughed or cried much. And when I was a boy. My father was a man. With a strict and sturdy hand.
Somebody told me love's a beautiful thing. And when I found it all the bells would just ring. The sun would shine and all the birds would sing. Then I met you.
Don't want to be clean. Don't want to be nice. The whip's gonna crack. My leather is black and so are my eyes. I'm gonna be rough. I'm gonna be mean. I'm here 'til the end, my sick little friend.
Black leather gloves and your lipstick shines. Bright as moonlight glows. My wildest rose cuts so fine and deep. It hurts but never shows. You're bad, you're so hardcore.
I find myself running in circles. Lost and half insane. And I need a cure sometimes. To knock out the pain. . So I yell out for some kind of angel. To come down and rescue me.
By day I'm a workin' man,. Layin' bricks or layin' pipe.. I don't stand out in a crowd;. Just look like one of the guys.. Little do they know,. When I'm alone in bed at night,.
From his army confessions of his military days. You still carry the shrapnel; you're shell-shocked and dazed. Dear Johnny, have you lost your way?. Or like denim and leather, are you faded and frayed?.
You took a first-class trip to Paris. You danced in the streets of Spain. You followed the sun to Rio de Janeiro. Cuz you got so sick and tired of the.
It's hot tonight. Too hot for talkin'. It's hot tonight. . I sweat tonight. I sweat; no sleeping. It's too hot tonight. . Dogs are barkin'. Cats are screamin'.
Talking in my sleep, next to no one. Never never, say never again. I can't rise and shine. No I won't even try. . My rainy windows are crying crying. Shoulda, woulda, coulda been.
It's not like we did something wrong. We just burned down the church. While the choir within sang religious songs. And it's not like we thought we was right.
Well I've written home to mother. The ink ran from my tears. I said "Momma, momma, oh please.. Tell me why you've brought me here. . Related. . Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends.