She don't care, 'bout education,. Money is, her motivation,. He don't live, but love and passion,. When he can buy, his satisfaction.. . Money, Money..
I heard you coming in from town,. stilettos scrape the ground,. I saw you in your overcoat,. a random on your throat,. I know you this is not the girl,.
A bicycle shop at the end of the road. A Chinese chippy to ease the load. The lights are low, and life's not fair. What I have is yours to share. . Victoria Park, after dark.
You spend too much time sat in your Bedroom on your PC. Are you shure that you couldnt have found the time swallowed your pride, and admitted your jealousy?.
She tried to peel me off the pavement. Tried to insinuate sometimes. I am in danger of going too far. Asked me would I like to go for tea and toast. Get your hand off my thigh.
Four years and twenty two shades of blonde. Is all that separated us,. Why couldn't we have carried on?. We could have got married,. You could have carried some of my sons..
So just because I use salty phrases and I go through stages. Where I neglect endeavor does it mean I'm not clever?. No I don't think so. . Just because my newspaper pages.
Everyones saying that your here for me,. But your here for them,. If wasn't for me, if it wasn't for me,. You wouldn't even know them.. . You move in your own circles,.
How come you are always off your head. And yet you still end up in your bed. With some mint blonde I've never seen before. And you get away with kicking her face first out of your front door.
Is that all that matters anymore?. . Who happened to like that band first,. And who likes them more,. Why do you compensate for the fact,. That you clearly so oh very silly,.
Your club is full of over rated, dehydrated, goggled eyed girls,. And their trying to stare at me, but their eyes are rattling and they're struggling to see.
The temptation is all to great. And now its gone and its all to late. I tried and I tried I never replied. To any of the morals oh I wish I had. . You wait fifty-one weeks to all your.
The walk home from barbecue is very long when I'm walking with you. The sun is coming up, and it is coming to light. That me and you were never that tight.
When you borrowed it that night. You wore my jacket for the last time. The jacket used to be our history. Now it's only covered with your memory. . So much time I spent with you now.
I think I want my money back. This isn't what I thought it would be. This isn't what you promised me. So I think I change my mind. I think we ought to get it back.
My little sunshine sleeps beneath the oak. The forest denizens seem to smile. When I came near she awoke. She gazed at me with eyes of guile. We walked out to the grassy knoll.